“……and you say HIS FEET needed the balm more than ours?”


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Lenten Journey – Day 32
Biblical Scripture: John 12:1-11 Open Invitation to Join Terri from

Cloaked Monk

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24-Mar-12: John 12:1-11

 

Six days before the Passover Jesus came to Bethany, the home of Lazarus, whom he had raised from the dead. 2 There they gave a dinner for him. Martha served, and Lazarus was one of those at the table with him. 3 Mary took a pound of costly perfume made of pure nard, anointed Jesus’ feet, and wiped them with her hair. The house was filled with the fragrance of the perfume. 4 But Judas Iscariot, one of his disciples (the one who was about to betray him), said, 5 “Why was this perfume not sold for three hundred denarii and the money given to the poor?” 6 (He said this not because he cared about the poor, but because he was a thief; he kept the common purse and used to steal what was put into it.) 7 Jesus said, “Leave her alone. She bought it so that she might keep it for the day of my burial. 8 You always have the poor with you, but you do not always have me.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

“……and you say HIS FEET needed the balm more than ours?”

 

 

 

So did friends all holding hands and sticks and ears and noses

Lean and huff and carry on with guff up this higher hill, this brighter hill.

So did friends all critterly and snorterly topple and bend to toeses

Keen in pain of scratches and scrapes and wounds to water the thrill.

 

 

“Oh, Crow, find that oil, that balm, you say Old BeadyEye did spy!”

“Oh, Bluesay Fly!  Buzz over a drop of that healing so rare!”

“Nay, friends and critters and flopping topsies! Oil not for you nor I!”

“Wait, friends, for streams down below!  Oil for feet of THE ONE so bare!”

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