April 15, 2025

John 12:1-7
Six days before the Passover, Jesus came to Bethany, where Lazarus lived,
whom Jesus had raised from the dead. Here a dinner was given in Jesus’ honor.
Martha served, while Lazarus was among those reclining at the table with him.
Then Mary took about a pint of pure nard, an expensive perfume.
She poured it on Jesus’ feet and wiped his feet with her hair.
And the house was filled with the fragrance of the perfume.

But one of his disciples, Judas Iscariot, who was later to betray him, objected,
“Why wasn’t this perfume sold, and the money given to the poor?
It was worth a year’s wages.”

He did not say this because he cared about the poor but because he was a thief;
as keeper of the money bag, he used to help himself to what was put into it.

“Leave her alone,” Jesus replied. “It was intended that she should save this perfume
for the day of my burial.”

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How fragrant are your promises to us, Lord Jesus!
May the fragrance of your love inundate us
as ambassadors of your grace.

May the extraordinary forgiveness of your precious blood
be a reminder to us
that forgiveness is a gift of your grace.
May we find hope and encouragement, like Mary,
pouring out our all
and emptying ourselves before your throne of grace.

May you always be a welcome guest at our tables,
in our homes, and the places we work and play.
May we find ourselves reclined
in your bosom of never-ending joy and peace.

May your holy presence order our steps
so that we are always in lockstep with the Prince of Peace.
May the aroma of your goodness
always permeate our being
as grace overflows our hearts
through Jesus Christ our Lord.

Amen.