"And, behold, a woman in the city, which was a sinner, when she knew that Jesus sat at meat in the Pharisee's house, brought an alabaster box of ointment, and stood at his feet behind him weeping, and began to wash his feet with tears, and did wipe them with the hairs of her head, and kissed his feet, and anointed them with the ointment" (Luke 7:37-38).
Once when I was praying I felt an overwhelming desire to kneel before Him. As I did so the Holy Spirit came and I became "unraveled." I could not stop weeping even though I tried. I just lay on the floor as His love and tenderness swept over me in waves. I was still for a long time, and just basked in His manifest presence. All at once in my spirit the Lord spoke, "Steve, you are weeping at my feet." I had the inner sense He was standing in front of me and I became keenly aware of weeping at His feet. This revelation kept me on the floor for many hours.
The warmth of His love was transforming me from the inside out, giving me a revelation that I would never forget. The man Christ Jesus came and received my tears as a beautiful offering.
Our Lord loves our tears. When we weep at His feet, we anoint Him with our love. To lie at His feet is to adore Him with our whole being.How can we not be unraveled?
Mary was always at His feet. She loved to love Him. She anointed Him with her tears, and our Lord loved her back. She got the attention of God, because of her deep devotion and even went down in history as a great lover of God.
"She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord's feet listening to what he said" (Luke 10:39).
"When Mary reached the place where Jesus was and saw him, she fell at his feet and said, "Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died" (John 11:32).
"Then Mary took about a pint of pure spikenard, an expensive perfume; she poured it on Jesus' feet and wiped his feet with her hair. And the house was filled with the fragrance of the perfume" (John 12:3).
Beloved Master, I long to lie at your feet each day, to anoint them with my love! Every tear I shed you hold as priceless. Each moment I am being transformed into your image as I worship and adore you. Let my love for you grow each day.Lift me to higher realms of understanding.And Lord, as I seek to know you face to face, lead me to wider spheres of service.Purify my thoughts with the cleansing waters of your word.Search me and bring my will into subjection to yours.Sweet Lover of my soul - guide me ever closer.
When John's grandfather passed away, he left him with a heavy burden and a great gift: A bag of valuable gold coins and a sealed envelope with strict instructions not to open it until he was an old man himself. He carefully counted out the seventy gold coins, one meant to spend each year of his life. Vowing to spend them wisely as his grandfather had instructed, he felt confident in his financial strategy. Some years were easier than others, but John was determined to follow his grandfather's wishes.
"Yet at the scent of water it will bud and put forth shoots like a plant." Job 14:9 One morning my sweet wife brought a pot of flowers to my attention, a pot we had forgotten for a few days. Not on purpose, just overlooked because it was in an out-of-the-way place. When we discovered the dead flowers, we almost gave up and threw them away. For some reason, I just could not give up on them. Though they were dead and ugly with no life left in them, I saw them as they could be - beautiful. I moved the container into the sun for better warmth and watered them daily, speaking uplifting words of life over them. These flowers belonged to me; I would not quit on them or give up - not yet.
The Revelation of Ezekiel's wheel within a wheel is a divine mystery to the body of Christ. There have been a number of commentators over the years that have given their best interpretations of this divine revelation, but the wheel has remained a mystery in the minds and hearts of most Christians. This is much like lifting a diamond into your line of sight, where you will see the glistening rays of light flash from many different angles. Each angle is unique, bringing new and more beautiful flashes of light, yet it is still one single entity just like the revelation of the wheel. Each ray of greater revelation makes up the wheel within the wheel. I humbly shine my bit of light on this powerful revelation.
"And, behold, a woman in the city, which was a sinner, when she knew that Jesus sat at meat in the Pharisee's house, brought an alabaster box of ointment, and stood at his feet behind him weeping, and began to wash his feet with tears, and did wipe them with the hairs of her head, and kissed his feet, and anointed them with the ointment" (Luke 7:37-38).
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