"When a woman who had lived a sinful life in that town learned that Jesus was eating at the Pharisee's home, she brought an alabaster jar of perfume, and as she stood behind him at his feet weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears. Then she wiped them with her hair, kissed them, and poured perfume on them."
I wasn't even sure why.. I have read this passage so many times..but for the first time, I was deeply moved and touched. I could almost cry thinking about this woman. What was she going through? She was probably living in cycles of shame.. cycles that she was infamous for. I wonder what rendered such a beautiful outpouring of her heart..that she was disregard condescending looks and just WEEP, WET HIS FEET, WIPED THEM WITH HER HAIR, KISSED THEM, AND JUST CRACKED OPEN AND POURED OUT THAT PERFUME. That's not just one of those singing empty lyrics, raising hands, all sky-high emotional worship session. That is TRUE WORSHIP. BEAUTIFUL WORSHIP.
I laid on my bed, SOAKING after this passage. SOAK is a method taught by Drew after the missions trip. It is where you simply lay there, think about nothing, pray nothing, and just wait for the Holy Spirit to reveal something to You.. to fill You up for the day. My mind wandered endlessly, thinking about my Anatomy practical exam. As I tried to focus, out of the blue.. a CLEAR image popped up in my mind. It was a clear memory of that day I said goodbye to my friend at the apartment. It was an instant rewind in my mind.. and everything was so clear. She walked past me, went up the stairs and when the door slammed, my heart literally CRACKED. As I was soaking, I FELT, once again, the THROBBING pain I went through that day.. the hurt was so overwhelming I wanted to just rip my heart out. I was on the ground..just weeping away. But this time, Fiona and Mitchy weren't there. I saw a feet.. and tears were wetting it.. It was HIS feet. I weeped, wet his feet, wiped them with my hair, kissed them, and poured out that jar of perfume.
I don't know how a random image like that would pop up in my mind.. but I knew it wasn't my insane mind that would draw out that memory again. I was thinking about ANATOMY! But I just laid there..and felt warm shivers go through my body..
"you did that for ME.. you did that for ME..I was there.." words spoke in my mind.
And all I could do, is pour out more tears of worship.. raise the arms of my heart, and respond..
"I love You so much, Lord Jesus. Thank YOU"
"Tears are God's way of helping us descend with the mind into the heart and there bow in perpetual adoration and worship.." 
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