She Did What She Could

This week I am reading in each of the Gospels what happened on each particular day of Jesus' final week. Today is Tuesday - the day Jesus did much of His final teaching. As I read these accounts, some several times because of repeats in each Gospel, I find it funny how you can read a familiar story over and over but one particular time something will stick out to you.

That's what happened to Elisa Morgan, a woman I met at the Children's Pastors' Conference in San Diego this year. I went to her workshop which focused on one sentence in the Bible. A sentence that I read again today. A sentence that was spoken on the Tuesday before the crucifixion and resurrection of our Lord.

While He was in Bethany, reclining at the table in the home of a man known as Simon the Leper, a woman came with an alabaster jar of very expensive perfume, made of pure nard. She broke the jar and poured the perfume on His head. Some of those present were saying indignantly to one another, "Why this waste of perfume? It could have been sold for more than a year's wages and the money given to the poor." And they rebuked her harshly. "Leave her alone," said Jesus. "Why are you bothering her? She has done a beautiful thing to me. The poor you will always have with you, and you can help them any time you want. But you will not always have me. She did what she could. She poured perfume on my body beforehand to prepare for my burial. I tell you the truth, wherever the gospel is preached throughout the world, what she has done will also be told, in memory of her." Mark 14:3-9

She did what she could.

I often times get overwhelmed by the problems of this world. I usually don't even watch the news because it just stresses me out and makes me sad. Sometimes the darkness just seems so dark and there seems to be just too much that needs to be done. There are so many people hurting, dying, starving - so many who are lonely, homeless, living in fear - all over the world. How on earth is there anything that I can possibly do that will make a difference? My to-do list of personal things overwhelms me - much less the to-do list of humanity. I am just one girl.

Mary was just one girl, too. The girl of Mark's story is Mary - the sister of Martha and Lazarus, the daughter of Simon the Leper. Perhaps Simon was the leper that Jesus had healed at the very beginning of His ministry, just after He called Peter, James and John to be His disciples (Luke 5:12-14). Regardless, this family had become very close to Jesus. Jesus often stayed at their home in Bethany - this is also the same Mary that was found not working with her sister, but at the feet of Jesus listening to His teachings.

Mary loved Jesus and she knew that He loved her. She spent time in relationship with Him. She had heard Him foretell His death and resurrection and I can imagine she was confused and scared. Her friend, her teacher, her Lord had said that He would soon be put to death. There was nothing that she could do to stop it. But because of her deep relationship with Him, I'm sure she felt she had to do something. Her relationship resulted in a response. She did what she could. Mary lived loved and she showed her love to her Lord by anointing Him with extremely valuable perfume.

This perfume was made from nard and cost 300 denarii, nearly a year's wages. Nard was imported from Egypt. Mark tells us that she broke open an alabaster jar. Once you break open an alabaster jar - you have to use it all. There is no corking it for later, the perfume spoils if it is not all used immediately. Her actions are a big deal. In my mind, I can see Mary concocting this plan up in her head, acting impulsively, and then when the disciples indignantly rebuke her for being foolish - I can picture her holding her breath and thinking, "Oh crap. What will Jesus say? He's always telling us to help the poor."

Instead of rebuking Mary, Jesus reprimands the disciples and tells them to "leave her alone." In giving what she could give, in doing what she could do, she did a beautiful thing. Now think of how lovely the perfume smelled running down Jesus' head. This is Tuesday before Jesus is arrested on Thursday night. The likelihood of Him hopping into a shower is not good. The fragrance of this expensive perfume more than likely lingered with him throughout the rest of week - He could smell it during His trial, His beatings, and while He hung on the cross. When Mary did what she could, her blessing lasted much longer than that Tuesday evening.

What if we didn't worry about doing everything, doing it all, and being the best at it all? What if we did what we could and we didn't feel guilty about the rest? What if we lived loved - and out of that love, we did what we could, when we could for Jesus and others?

If you did what you could and I did what I could and every Christian did what they could - what could we accomplish together? What if we stopped worrying about all the darkness that surrounds our world and just concentrated on being a light that shines in it?

Today, I pray that you release the guilt of not being able to do everything and be everything to everybody. I pray that you do what you can to be His light in the world around you. I pray that this day, you live loved.

(Thank you to Elisa Morgan for inspiring this blog. Check out her book, "She Did What She Could.")