Our pastor spoke this morning about Mary's offering to Christ from John chapter 12. It was lavish, emotional, spontaneous, and extravagant. It was a year's salary poured out on the Priceless, the One with whom she was endlessly in love.
This made me think of the widow's offering in Luke 21. She gave two copper coins as the rich poured out their treasures in part. The point is, she gave all she had. She gave everything for the Priceless who she endlessly loved.
I wonder as a worshipper if sometimes we offer a widow's mite and leave the jar of costly perfume sitting on the shelf. Do we give pennies out of the blessings lavished on us? Would we stoop to wipe the feet of the King with the locks of our hair, would we give that of utmost value for the One with whom we are in love?
I've been on praise and worship teams for many years. I've been among christians for many more. Often, I hear how little we have to offer, and often I hear that what we sound like, what we give does not matter. And yes, our Savior wants our heart, but He also wants our all. If we are capable of singing like angels, if we are able to play strings like David, if we are able to put in another hour, be there with Him for another moment, able to put off our thoughts and words for His presence, why wouldn't we? Why wouldn't we meet Him with the utmost of our ability, He who fought so valiantly to win our hearts? What keeps us from really worshipping at every available moment, be it practice, performance, solitude or multitudes?
I sometimes wonder what choices we would make if we knew Chris Tomlin, Robin Mark, or Jeremy Camp was going to come and lead worship at our church for one Sunday. When would we arrive, how would we dress, how would we practice, what attitude, patience, and submission would we display? But doesn't the King of Glory, our Savior, the Holy One meet us each Sunday for corporate worship? What do we bring to this engagement? Do we bring a widow's mite when we have the wages of years to offer up?
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