Ointment

         As he sat at the table,
         a woman came with an alabaster jar
         of very costly ointment of nard,
         and she broke open the jar
         and poured the ointment on his head.
                   —Mark 14.3

This day
is an aromatic offering,
this moment
a jar of ointment
poured out on the head
of the One who will die for us
in love
over and over.
Let the fragrance of it
fill the room of this day.
Notice her love, pouring it out,
his gratitude, receiving it.
Though it is not your anointing
the aroma stays with you
all day, into the darkening
of the evening.

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net

March 29, 2021