When I heard that Mary had spent a fortune on oil to anoint someone’s feet,
I felt my bile rising.

I mean — expensive oil on FEET!
What a waste.

How many sacks of rice could have been bought?
How many families could have been fed?

It felt excessive.
Irresponsible.

But then I realised
the FEET she was anointing were Yours.

I will show my love for the poor by feeding them,
by giving what I can, by meeting their needs.

But for You—
how will I show You my love?
I too would pour out
precious scented oil for Your feet.

Here I am.
What precious gift can I offer to You?