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This is one of the most soul stirring messages I`ve ever read!
The Broken Alabaster Box - By Wayne Weaver
"Then Jesus, 6 days before the Passover, came to Bethany where Lazarus was, which had been dead, whom he raised from the dead, and there they made him a supper and Martha served, but Lazarus was one of them that sat at the table with him. Then took Mary a pound of ointment of Spikard, very costly, and anointed the feet of Jesus and wiped his feet with her hair and the house was filled with the odor of the ointment. Then saith one of his disciples, Judas Iscariot, Simon's son, which would betray him, Why was not this ointment sold for three hundred pence and given to the poor? And he said, not that he cared for the poor, but because he was a thief and had a bag and bear what was put therein. Then said Jesus, Let her alone. Against the day of my burial has she kept this? For the poor always ye have with you, but me you will not always have." John 12:1-8
"Now when Jesus was in Bethany, in the house of Simon the Leper, there came unto him a woman, having an alabaster box of very precious ointment, and poured it on his head as he sat at meat. But when his disciples saw it they had indignation, saying, to what purpose is this waste? For this ointment might have been sold for much and given to the poor. When Jesus understood it, he said unto them, why trouble ye the woman, for she has wrought a good work upon me. For ye have the poor always with you, but me ye have not always. For in that she has poured this ointment on my body, she did it for my burial. Verily I say unto you, withers ever this gospel shall be preached in the whole world, there shall also be this that this woman has done, be so for a memorial of her." Matt. 26:6-13
Let's take ourselves into the setting of Jesus that evening. When he came to the supper that was prepared before him, he sat there with a man that had been dead and had stunk in the grave already, and was called out of the grave. He sat also with another woman that was preparing the meal that had been demon possessed earlier. One person had been demon possessed and the other one had died earlier. Jesus was sitting there eating with them. Then, all at once, there comes Mary.
We want to look and see what alabaster is. Alabaster is a mineral, a whitish mineral. It probably looks more like a Flintstone. You are able to polish it down very fine. It polishes very fine, and a lot of people used it to put most of the expensive ointments and spices in to where they could break these boxes up and the ointment would flow down upon whatever they wanted to pour it upon. We look at this alabaster box, and see probably one of the most prized possessions that Mary had; this ex-demon-possessed person that sat with Jesus that night. Yet, she came under the mighty power of the Holy Spirit, I believe, who had instilled already in her heart that Jesus would die, and that she should anoint him for the death that was to come.
You notice, immediately after the anointing, his very disciples, those that were called after his name, those that walked with him, those that did miracles, those that were showing the power of God in that day and age did not even know that Jesus was to be buried, that He was to die soon. Here had to come this ex-demon-possessed piece of no good, low harlot, low rotten sinner, and a low slave to sin. She had been on her way to Hell. This was a person that in most religious circles today would not be welcome because she was in her past a low, sloppy fornicator, an adulteress woman. Whatever she was now, she had been full of demons. Yet, Jesus sat down that night, and he started eating. This woman, under the power and revelation of the Holy Spirit came and poured her most prized possession upon the body of Jesus. And it says in one place, she anointed the feet, and in another place it says she anointed the head. The disciples knew Christ. They walked with Christ. They knew the power of God. They knew the power of miracles. Yet, they became critical about this woman giving everything that she had.
I want to tell you, Jesus still looks to the foolish of the world. I heard somebody say that one of the reasons there is a certain man not wanting to come to us is, because we are not professional enough. Well, I want to tell you tonight, Mary Magdalene was not a professional Christian. She did not go to the seminars. She did not go to a Bible Class. She knew Jesus. Jesus had a personal touch in her. Once she was lost, but now she was found. She depended on this Jesus, this Master that had touched her. She depended on Him for direction and guidance.
Today, because the Lord Jesus Christ does not bring revival like he used to, we have become scholars of history.
We know how people used to be saved, how people used to be delivered, but today we don't see it anymore. So we need to go and grab the history books and refresh our minds how this all used to be. Friend, we are not in a used to be world. We are in a Jesus in the past and a Jesus in the present and a Jesus in the future world. He is always. He doesn't change from the past to the present. He is the One, the King of kings and the Lord of Lords.
I would like to tell you, you are sitting here as an alabaster box. Have you ever broken yourself upon the body of Jesus? Peter, who said, Jesus, where you will go there I go. Where you will die, there I will die." He followed from far away, but notice one thing about this woman. This woman broke all that she had. I don't know, was it like a glass? She broke it in half and poured it upon the head of Jesus Christ. It flowed down over him, and the disciples said, "What is this?" What they didn't know is that right within the very realms of this oil that was poured upon him, that woman went along up to the cross. While he was in the garden down on His knees and was crying. And He saw your and my sins in that cup. He said, "Father, if it is your will, let this cup pass from me." At that moment He could still smell the aroma of that sweet spice, of spikard coming up. That woman was still with Him. Judas came and kissed Him. He still smelled the smell of the Spikard on that cold walk over into the city. Every once in a while the wind probably swept around and He could smell, there is somebody with me. "Peter, where are you? You said you would follow, but where are you tonight?" Peter followed afar off, but the woman who had been demon-possessed. The woman with all the problems, let me state it that way, but who simply knew Jesus. She poured herself unto Jesus, and everywhere that Jesus walked through the most crucial times of His experience on earth, there was that woman.
When Jesus was in the court. He now had blood that came down over his face, because they were pounding those thorns into his head.
The blood started running down over his beard, down over his face, unto his clothes, but in the midst of all the blood there was again the smell. Now he could smell again that somebody was broken, somebody gave all that they had for my burial. "Where are my disciples? Where are those who have followed me? Where are those that I have blessed? Where are those that have done the miracles?
Jesus might have thought, "Oh, I wish I could see John. Oh, God, can you send one of my disciples? Just stand him right next to me so that there could be some strength here. I am at a needy moment. Where is Peter?" He looked around and there sat Peter. Peter just put his head down. There somebody spit in his face. Soon there was spit running down, mixed with blood. They threw a crown on his head, and they pierced those thorns in and blood started running and the spit started running. In the midst of it all, here came the smell again.
Where are my disciples? Where are those that have written books and kept track of everything I said? Where are they? Where are my disciples? Where are those who said they would walk with me? Where are those who said they would die with me? Where are those who I have fed out there with a couple of pieces of meat and bread? Where are they?
God, can you just send somebody to me with one word of encouragement? I have been spit upon. I've got blood running all over me. I've got big sweat drops of blood down over my robe. Could you send somebody? Here comes the aroma again.
She never did a miracle. She wasn't there when I fed the 5 thousand, but there came the smell again.
As He came up to the top of that hill, as they laid Him down on that cross, I believe it was at that time He could again smell the aroma.
What I am saying is Mary was not known as a great woman of God. She was not known to be that real faithful Mary. No, she had a history of evil behind her. She was really no good to the world. What good can come out of her? But she went to the cross with Jesus. As he hung there, some of His blood probably rinsed that odor and spikard that was on his hair down over his face. At that point there was probably blood all the way, blood marks from His head to His toes. There was also spikard from His head to His toes.
I would like to ask you a question tonight. That dear sister, Mary that was not known as a big giant for the Lord. Yet, she was the only one who followed Him to the cross. That meek little woman. That big old sinner that the religious people had tried to help. They probably had her in a psychiatric ward. They probably read in Psychology books how to get her free. And they couldn't help her. Yet, here this little woman who was really no good, they thought, somehow she went along up to the cross. She stood right with Jesus as a testimony and as a witness of His truth.
Not only that, I believe when Jesus came back out of His great victory that He had won in the tomb. One of the first things that were in the tomb was not the stench of His own body, but I believe it was the aroma of that spikard.
Brothers and Sisters, what I am trying to tell you is, you look at the body of Jesus walking to that cross and having suffered so terribly.
Now, you look at the body of Jesus. What have you been saying against the body of Jesus? Have you gone with that weak brother or weak sister through trials? Have you poured the alabaster box? Have you broken yourself upon another brother or sister? Have you led a life of brokenness so you can help a soul that is deteriorating under the trials of life? Or do you stand back, where the disciples did, knowing the full width of Christ, walking with Him and knowing everything about Him?
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The Broken Alabaster Box - By Wayne Weaver
"Then Jesus, 6 days before the Passover, came to Bethany where Lazarus was, which had been dead, whom he raised from the dead, and there they made him a supper and Martha served, but Lazarus was one of them that sat at the table with him. Then took Mary a pound of ointment of Spikard, very costly, and anointed the feet of Jesus and wiped his feet with her hair and the house was filled with the odor of the ointment. Then saith one of his disciples, Judas Iscariot, Simon's son, which would betray him, Why was not this ointment sold for three hundred pence and given to the poor? And he said, not that he cared for the poor, but because he was a thief and had a bag and bear what was put therein. Then said Jesus, Let her alone. Against the day of my burial has she kept this? For the poor always ye have with you, but me you will not always have." John 12:1-8
"Now when Jesus was in Bethany, in the house of Simon the Leper, there came unto him a woman, having an alabaster box of very precious ointment, and poured it on his head as he sat at meat. But when his disciples saw it they had indignation, saying, to what purpose is this waste? For this ointment might have been sold for much and given to the poor. When Jesus understood it, he said unto them, why trouble ye the woman, for she has wrought a good work upon me. For ye have the poor always with you, but me ye have not always. For in that she has poured this ointment on my body, she did it for my burial. Verily I say unto you, withers ever this gospel shall be preached in the whole world, there shall also be this that this woman has done, be so for a memorial of her." Matt. 26:6-13
Let's take ourselves into the setting of Jesus that evening. When he came to the supper that was prepared before him, he sat there with a man that had been dead and had stunk in the grave already, and was called out of the grave. He sat also with another woman that was preparing the meal that had been demon possessed earlier. One person had been demon possessed and the other one had died earlier. Jesus was sitting there eating with them. Then, all at once, there comes Mary.
We want to look and see what alabaster is. Alabaster is a mineral, a whitish mineral. It probably looks more like a Flintstone. You are able to polish it down very fine. It polishes very fine, and a lot of people used it to put most of the expensive ointments and spices in to where they could break these boxes up and the ointment would flow down upon whatever they wanted to pour it upon. We look at this alabaster box, and see probably one of the most prized possessions that Mary had; this ex-demon-possessed person that sat with Jesus that night. Yet, she came under the mighty power of the Holy Spirit, I believe, who had instilled already in her heart that Jesus would die, and that she should anoint him for the death that was to come.
You notice, immediately after the anointing, his very disciples, those that were called after his name, those that walked with him, those that did miracles, those that were showing the power of God in that day and age did not even know that Jesus was to be buried, that He was to die soon. Here had to come this ex-demon-possessed piece of no good, low harlot, low rotten sinner, and a low slave to sin. She had been on her way to Hell. This was a person that in most religious circles today would not be welcome because she was in her past a low, sloppy fornicator, an adulteress woman. Whatever she was now, she had been full of demons. Yet, Jesus sat down that night, and he started eating. This woman, under the power and revelation of the Holy Spirit came and poured her most prized possession upon the body of Jesus. And it says in one place, she anointed the feet, and in another place it says she anointed the head. The disciples knew Christ. They walked with Christ. They knew the power of God. They knew the power of miracles. Yet, they became critical about this woman giving everything that she had.
I want to tell you, Jesus still looks to the foolish of the world. I heard somebody say that one of the reasons there is a certain man not wanting to come to us is, because we are not professional enough. Well, I want to tell you tonight, Mary Magdalene was not a professional Christian. She did not go to the seminars. She did not go to a Bible Class. She knew Jesus. Jesus had a personal touch in her. Once she was lost, but now she was found. She depended on this Jesus, this Master that had touched her. She depended on Him for direction and guidance.
Today, because the Lord Jesus Christ does not bring revival like he used to, we have become scholars of history.
We know how people used to be saved, how people used to be delivered, but today we don't see it anymore. So we need to go and grab the history books and refresh our minds how this all used to be. Friend, we are not in a used to be world. We are in a Jesus in the past and a Jesus in the present and a Jesus in the future world. He is always. He doesn't change from the past to the present. He is the One, the King of kings and the Lord of Lords.
I would like to tell you, you are sitting here as an alabaster box. Have you ever broken yourself upon the body of Jesus? Peter, who said, Jesus, where you will go there I go. Where you will die, there I will die." He followed from far away, but notice one thing about this woman. This woman broke all that she had. I don't know, was it like a glass? She broke it in half and poured it upon the head of Jesus Christ. It flowed down over him, and the disciples said, "What is this?" What they didn't know is that right within the very realms of this oil that was poured upon him, that woman went along up to the cross. While he was in the garden down on His knees and was crying. And He saw your and my sins in that cup. He said, "Father, if it is your will, let this cup pass from me." At that moment He could still smell the aroma of that sweet spice, of spikard coming up. That woman was still with Him. Judas came and kissed Him. He still smelled the smell of the Spikard on that cold walk over into the city. Every once in a while the wind probably swept around and He could smell, there is somebody with me. "Peter, where are you? You said you would follow, but where are you tonight?" Peter followed afar off, but the woman who had been demon-possessed. The woman with all the problems, let me state it that way, but who simply knew Jesus. She poured herself unto Jesus, and everywhere that Jesus walked through the most crucial times of His experience on earth, there was that woman.
When Jesus was in the court. He now had blood that came down over his face, because they were pounding those thorns into his head.
The blood started running down over his beard, down over his face, unto his clothes, but in the midst of all the blood there was again the smell. Now he could smell again that somebody was broken, somebody gave all that they had for my burial. "Where are my disciples? Where are those who have followed me? Where are those that I have blessed? Where are those that have done the miracles?
Jesus might have thought, "Oh, I wish I could see John. Oh, God, can you send one of my disciples? Just stand him right next to me so that there could be some strength here. I am at a needy moment. Where is Peter?" He looked around and there sat Peter. Peter just put his head down. There somebody spit in his face. Soon there was spit running down, mixed with blood. They threw a crown on his head, and they pierced those thorns in and blood started running and the spit started running. In the midst of it all, here came the smell again.
Where are my disciples? Where are those that have written books and kept track of everything I said? Where are they? Where are my disciples? Where are those who said they would walk with me? Where are those who said they would die with me? Where are those who I have fed out there with a couple of pieces of meat and bread? Where are they?
God, can you just send somebody to me with one word of encouragement? I have been spit upon. I've got blood running all over me. I've got big sweat drops of blood down over my robe. Could you send somebody? Here comes the aroma again.
She never did a miracle. She wasn't there when I fed the 5 thousand, but there came the smell again.
As He came up to the top of that hill, as they laid Him down on that cross, I believe it was at that time He could again smell the aroma.
What I am saying is Mary was not known as a great woman of God. She was not known to be that real faithful Mary. No, she had a history of evil behind her. She was really no good to the world. What good can come out of her? But she went to the cross with Jesus. As he hung there, some of His blood probably rinsed that odor and spikard that was on his hair down over his face. At that point there was probably blood all the way, blood marks from His head to His toes. There was also spikard from His head to His toes.
I would like to ask you a question tonight. That dear sister, Mary that was not known as a big giant for the Lord. Yet, she was the only one who followed Him to the cross. That meek little woman. That big old sinner that the religious people had tried to help. They probably had her in a psychiatric ward. They probably read in Psychology books how to get her free. And they couldn't help her. Yet, here this little woman who was really no good, they thought, somehow she went along up to the cross. She stood right with Jesus as a testimony and as a witness of His truth.
Not only that, I believe when Jesus came back out of His great victory that He had won in the tomb. One of the first things that were in the tomb was not the stench of His own body, but I believe it was the aroma of that spikard.
Brothers and Sisters, what I am trying to tell you is, you look at the body of Jesus walking to that cross and having suffered so terribly.
Now, you look at the body of Jesus. What have you been saying against the body of Jesus? Have you gone with that weak brother or weak sister through trials? Have you poured the alabaster box? Have you broken yourself upon another brother or sister? Have you led a life of brokenness so you can help a soul that is deteriorating under the trials of life? Or do you stand back, where the disciples did, knowing the full width of Christ, walking with Him and knowing everything about Him?
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