She has done what she could; she has anointed my body beforehand for burial. -- Mark 14:8
Have you ever had a job that was too much for you? I find that a lot with projects and things
that need to be done. If I look at the
whole of what is required, I wonder how I can possibly finish it all. I hardly know where to start.
Life in the modern world is like that. Maybe it’s not the modern world. Maybe it’s just life. Right now, though, it seems we are being
overrun by evil at every turn. We are
facing one tidal wave of insanity after another, and we fear being swept away. We are clinging to the Rock of reality. How long can we hold on? What are we to do, and how are we to
live? We stand before the Black Gate
surrounded and about to be crushed.
Jesus was about to go to the Cross. Hostility, antagonism, and opposition to His
ministry were mounting. The pressure was
increasing. He was on His way to His
final confrontation in Jerusalem: And while he was at Bethany in the house of
Simon the leper, as he was reclining at table, a woman came with an alabaster
flask of ointment of pure nard, very costly, and she broke the flask and poured
it over his head (Mark 14:3).
She could not save the world. She could not go to the Cross in His
place. She could not spare Him from the
suffering that He would have to endure.
What she could do was break that alabaster flask of oil and use it to
express her love for the Lord. It seems
like such a small thing. All of history
turns on the Cross. Jesus was about to
bear the full weight of all humanity’s iniquity. How could her small sacrifice and effort
matter? It mattered to Jesus. He saw in her demonstration of devotion the
reason for what He was about to endure.
We can’t save everybody.
We can’t heal every wound. We can’t
feed every hungry person. We can’t
rescue every person who is suffering or in peril. None of us, not even working together in
large numbers, can really change the world.
Every one of us, though, can do something. There is someone we know who needs love and
comfort. There is someone we can
forgive. There is some ill, however
small, that we can remedy. Let’s stop
worrying about all that we can’t do, and do what we can.
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