“And behold, a woman in the city who was a sinner, when she knew that Jesus sat at the table in the Pharisee’s house, brought an alabaster flask of fragrant oil, and stood at His feet behind Him weeping; and she began to wash His feet with her tears, and wiped them with the hair of her head; and she kissed His feet and anointed them with the fragrant oil.” Luke 7:37-38.
The woman in this event is identified only as a sinner in the city. She reeked of this identity. She carried the shame of it in her walk, in her eyes, in how she held herself. It was a city full of sinners who needed the savior, but only one came looking for him at the Pharisee’s table.
She stepped into the room, her tears flowing, her shame showing, her treasure hidden. All eyes were on her, accusing, even as the Savior sat before them. But she was there only for Him. Her eyes were only looking for Him. Alabaster jar in hand, she found herself hiding behind Son of God as the world kept turning on its axis with its judgments and pronouncements. When the jar opened, her heart opened. And worship poured out and she spent herself on Him not knowing if he will accept or reject her.
Jesus not only accepted what she offered, He changed her identity. She walked in with the identity of a sinner when she walked out as the daughter of the most high God. When she poured out her heart she didn’t know her heart was going to be made whole. When she poured out her treasure she didn’t expect Him to pour out his mercy and love into her empty vessel. What she laid before Him, was repaid to her by something more lasting, more satisfying and wholesome than she ever expected. She came in lowly, she walked out elevated. In a city full of sinners, one seeking sinner encountered saving grace at the feet of the savior.
Her act of giving was met with an unexpected exchange – The gift of grace.