...bringing an alabaster jar of ointment, and standing at his feet, weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears and wiped them with the hair of her head and kissed his feet and anointed them with the ointment.
Luke 7:38
Friday 19 September 2014
You give me more than I can handle because my life is not my own. It is yours. You have accepted my gift of self and given yourself to live in me. It is not too much for you. I rely on your love & grace.
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