
I have always loved this story but what struck me this time around was that I realized this was soon AFTER Jesus had raised her brother Lazarus from the dead. Knowing that helped me understand just how thankful she was and why her gift of worship was so precious to her. She couldn't help herself! After all, her brother's death had brought her to the pit of despair, but along came Jesus who raised Lazarus from the dead and gave them all a second chance. So when I read the part of how they criticzed her worship, it made me even more mad! How could they?! Didn't they see Lazarus sitting there, healthy, smiling, talking and laughing? How can you repay someone for bringing your brother back to life?
Friend, I don't know what Jesus has done for you, but I could NEVER repay Him for what He has done for me. Despite the critical people around me who may not like the fragrance of my worship, I tell you what, I can't help myself! Jesus has spoken life to my deepest pains and made them my greatest gains. He has revived dreams in me that I thought were long gone. I could go on and on (but I won't).
My challenge is simply this. Resolve that you're not going to hold back your worship of Him who is worthy to be given your best. Let people criticize and say what they will because those who belittle the extravagance of your gift underestimate the value of your recipient. Just tell them, "I can't help myself!"