For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith–not by works, so that no one can boast. For we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works which God prepared in advance for us to do. Ephesians 2:8-10.
When I actually sit still long enough and let the meaning of these verses wash over me, I am almost knocked over…like a toddler standing in an ocean of waves that are far more powerful than she can fathom.
Every thought, word, act, every motivation lies bare before Jesus. The entire story of my life, past and future, is seen by God. Nothing is hidden…including that knot of fear and shame that sits in my chest because I know I fall short in the eyes of men and God. But Jesus does something so amazing; he pours out his grace and forgiveness on the darkest and most wounded places of my heart and calls me by name. Gone are my accusers; gone is my shame. I didn’t have work, grovel or claw to get to this place. I just had to simply call his name; he heard me and came. My heart is his.
Mary knew whose presence she was in. She knew who wholly loved her. She wasn’t distracted by the dinner, guests or conventions of the day. What she did wasn’t a rash act. She intentionally chose the expensive perfume and was fully aware that respectable women didn’t let their hair down in public. Her reputation and finances were literally at the feet of Jesus.
Lord, I long for my heart to be like Mary’s. I don’t want to be distracted or fearful. I want to trust you and love you with all that I am. I don’t want fear of what others might think get in the way of loving you. Thank you that I am your workmanship; may your will be done.