Anointed: A Legacy of Devotion #1615

Anointed: A Legacy of Devotion (Anointed for Burial: A Testament of Devotion) In the hush of a humble home, Where whispers of devotion danced on the air, She approached, a vessel in hand, Brimming with fragrant oil, A silent symphony of sacrifice. Let her alone, He spoke, A voice that stilled the storm of scorn, For in her hands, she held more than oil, She held the heart of worship, An offering pure, a gesture divine. Why do you trouble her? For she has done a beautiful thing to me, In this anointing, she saw the unseen, The shadow of the cross, the dawn of grace, A love poured out, preparing for the burial. The poor will always be with you, An eternal call to compassion, Yet in this moment, the Eternal stood before them, A fleeting glimpse of divinity, A presence profound, a mission unmatched. But you will not always have me, A truth that echoed through time, In her act, she captured eternity, A testament to devotion, A legacy of love immortalized in memory. She has done what she could, A simple act, a profound declaration, She anointed my body beforehand for burying, A foretaste of sacrifice, An echo of the resurrection to come. In the memory of her, the Gospel is preached, Her story woven into the fabric of faith, A reminder that in the smallest acts, Love's deepest truths are found, In anointing, in sacrifice, in the eternal embrace. -Steven G. Lee (June 2, 2024)