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Alabaster box. . .

The room grew still
As she made her way to Jesus
She stumbles through the tears
That made her blind
She felt such pain
Some spoke in anger 
Heard folks whisper
There's no place here for her kind

When you have been singled out and made to feel like you don't belong - how do you deal with that?  When people have openly ridiculed or talked about you behind your back because they have nothing else better to do, what have you done about it?  It might be easy to say to ignore it and rise above it all, but when the ridicule and talk become too difficult to ignore, there must be some ways to deal with it and give yourself some peace of the mind at the same time.  There is something to be said about pushing on and pushing through when people expect their taunts and jibes to stop you in your tracks.  How did you dig deep and force yourself to carry on?  Besides, people don't really understand what you have gone through to get you to where you are.  What could they have possibly done in your shoes?

Still on she came
Through the shame that flushed her face
Until at last, she knelt before his feet
And though she spoke no words
Everything she said was heard
As she poured her love for the master
From her box of Alabaster

How have you shown love for someone when you thought your love wasn't worthy enough to receive?  We should always be appreciative of the little gestures, the acts of kindness that help make our lives just that much better.  How often do you express gratitude towards those who have shown you unconditional love and kindness when you thought you never deserved any in turn?  When the shame is seen flushed on your face, do you accept its flush and wait for it to subside and carry on regardless?  When you don't have to speak words to show what you are feeling inside, you have to decide whether other people knowing how you feel is a curse or a blessing.  I have been to many places where I have felt that I didn't belong.  I have been to many places where I have felt that I was not wanted. But I had to push through and be there because I was obligated and expected to be there by the person who mattered the most.
And I've come to pour
My praise on Him like oil
From Mary's Alabaster Box
Don't be angry if I wash His feet with my tears
And I dry them with my hair
You weren't there the night He found me
You did not feel what I felt
When He wrapped His loving arms around me
And you don't know the cost
Of the oil in my Alabaster box

Everybody has their own "come to Jesus moment".  It's that moment where you absolutely surrender to the fact that only Jesus can take away all of your pain.  It's no wonder that he deserves the sweetest of perfume to wash over His feet.  Have there been any moments where you have been able to completely give everything, far beyond what you possibly could because of what you were going through?  Nobody will know about God's grace in your life, what Jesus has done for you, such an act that nobody could even attempt.  This is probably why you find that no matter where you turn, there is no greater love than that of He who deserves the oil of our praise.  When you have reached your lowest point, when you have hit rock bottom, only then will you know the joy of what it means to look up and feel unconditional love raise you to your feet and to stand tall to face another day.



I can't forget the way life used to be
I was a prisoner to the sin that had me bound
And I spent my days 
Poured my life without measure
Into a little treasure box
I thought I found
Until the day when Jesus came to me
And healed my soul with the wonder of His touch

How has your soul been healed?  It might still be an ongoing process for you, but you can never discount the progress you have been made since you felt at your worst.  The longer we dwell in that valley, without remembering how it feels to live the greatest joys that have peppered your life, it is a sure sign that you will never be able to move beyond that valley.  We spend a lot of time lining our treasure boxes with things that we think are important.  But those things decay over time because they are not as long lasting as we would be lead to believe, they are not able to stand the test of time and bring you the happiness that you think you are seeking.  I don't know how His touch feels to you, but for me, I feel it through my love of music and how the sounds of praise that I write with Him in mind, bring me closer to His healing touch.

So now I'm giving back to Him
All the praise He's worthy of
I've been forgiven and that's why
I love Him so much 

As a Christian, there are constant struggles with how you are able to live your best life in a world that constantly seeks to bring your doom.  I often wonder how we can give back to Him and know that everything we do brings Him things that are pleasing to His eyes.  When you think about how your parents expect an almost similar transactional relationship, in that, everything they have taught us in terms of values is meant to shape how we treat others, interact with others and respect all differences.  Do you know anybody who can forgive you for all you've done, regardless of what it is that you've done?  I've been having conversations with people about unconditional love and how even some look for love in all the wrong places.  I guess you can't really be sure about it until you love who you are first.

And I've come to pour
My praise on Him like oil
From Mary's Alabaster Box
Don't be angry if I wash His feet with my tears
And I dry them with my hair
You weren't there the night He found me
You did not feel what I felt
When He wrapped His loving arms around me
And you don't know the cost
Of the oil in my Alabaster box

What have you done to humble yourself before others?  There is something to be said for when people's expectations are for you to be humble and show contrition, even when you already have will always be open to critique.  When are you able to satisfy other people's expectations of you, before your own?  I guess what He has done for me has been to remind me that no matter what is happening around me, that I can learn to trust Him and all that he offers me because it is not of this world and will last long past what this earth can behold.  I hope that you know that He has already counted the cost of what it meant to save you.  He has already forgiven you and given you peace that far exceeds the world's comprehension.  If you continue to live in your light and truth, irrespective of what swirls around you, there is nothing that can take away from the oil that you choose to praise Him with.  All you have to do is remember what you hold in your own alabaster box. . . 

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