The poor you will always have with you and you can help them any time you want. But you will not always have me. Mark 14:7
I know, I wrote a blog about this passage a week ago. But this part of the story of the woman who broke the alabaster jar speaks to my heart today.
I remembered it when I was praying. Sometimes I can get overwhelmed with all of the needs when I am praying. No matter how many prayers God answers, there are always a thousand things more that need to change.
But then I also remembered a conversation I had earlier in the week. A sister was talking to me about my son’s upcoming marriage to a lovely young disciple. “That is so encouraging to me,” she said. “That is my dream for my sons when they grow up.”
And I didn’t know how to answer her. Because I am super grateful. But I’ve also been caught up in all of the issues my son and fiancee have had to go through in getting to the point of marriage. Being a mom, I worry. I’m afraid to hope.
So I lose sight of the miracle — that this marriage IS what I always wanted for my children. I truly am receiving immeasurably more than all I could ask or imagine.
How many more miracles am I missing? For many years we had no one, but now we have Mike and Marge here, a seasoned leadership couple with a passionate heart for God and others.
I can think of other small churches that don’t have leaders, or can only afford to partially pay the leader.
I have my health. All I have to do is look on Facebook to see friends who are majorly struggling with health issues.
I’m alive. Today in the news is the shooting death of 14 people in San Bernardino.
It is so tragically sad. They just went to a Christmas party, and they ended up dead. It can happen to any one of us at any time. I can think of many people who have gone on and are no longer with us.
A couple of days ago, I read last week’s blog to my writing group, and one of the women there was an atheist who is unfamiliar with the Bible. “He sounds selfish,” she said about Jesus. “It doesn’t sound good that he would say to not worry about the poor.” To her, it seemed like all Jesus wanted was attention for himself, and didn’t care about the needs of others.
Of course she missed the point. And that is that we will always be surrounded by needs, so when we have something in our life that is awesome, we need to savor it and celebrate it.
And that is what I need to do, myself. I need to give God credit for the miracles in my life. I need to be completely grateful for them.
My biggest problem is missing the miracles. Either I take them for granted, or I get too caught up in life to even notice. Or I don’t recognize them because I’m afraid that they are too good to be true.
Let me break the alabaster jar in celebration and praise. Let me kick up my heels, like we did last night at the church Christmas party. (Here’s a picture of Bill living it up at the party.)
Let me revel at the epic wedding that’s coming in just a week!
We have all have been given wonders. God is good.
When you have eaten and are satisfied, praise the Lord your God for the good land he has given you. Be careful that you do not forget the Lord your God, failing to observe his commands, his laws and his decrees that I am giving you this day. Otherwise, when you eat and are satisfied, when you build fine houses and settle down, and when your herds and flocks grow large and your silver and gold increase and all you have is multiplied, then your heart will become proud and you will forget the Lord your God, who brought you out of Egypt, out of the land of slavery. Deut. 8:10-14