the "sinful women" finds out that jesus is having dinner at the pharisees house, a place she is knowingly unwelcome. so she does the most logical thing and goes there. and she doesn't sneak around and look through the window seeing jesus at a distance. no, she goes in to the house and falls at his feet weeping and pouring oil on him, washing and kissing his feet. she is unashamed. their previous encounter had obviously been significant. enough to deliver her from the fear of man. this challenges me. when im around "religious people" i tend to downplay my expression of love for Him. she appears oblivious to others. her heart is overwhelmed with thanksgiving for what he's done for her.
those who have been forgiven much love much.
love covers a multitude of sin.
jesus: i entered your house; you gave me no water for my feet, but she has washed my feet with her tears and wiped them with the hair of her head.
you gave me no kiss, but this woman has not ceased to kiss my feet since the time i came in.
you did not anoint my head with oil, but this woman has anointed my feet with fragrant oil.
(i want to be like this women)
your faith has saved you, go in peace
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