This final cast of characters
From years of Jesus’ service
Would be enough to make any good Jew
More than a little nervous
Gathered in the home of Lazarus
(Who was raised from unclean dead.)
And in comes an emotional woman
Washing his feet with the hair of her head
Her hair was filled with fragrance
That filled the home with scent
Making Judas seem indignant
At what such a gesture meant
Surely the value of such things
Could be used in better ways
(“Trust me”, he may have thought to himself
“I know someone who pays.”)
An awkward meal, it may have been
The dead serving the dying
And more than one among them
Who would end the week by lying
What dinner conversations
Do such moments offer friends?
When you know the lives you share
Are coming to an end?
Still Jesus welcomed all who came
From curiosity or Love
No matter our motivation
A desire to know more is enough
Enough to join a moment
Where He offers to break bread
There’s no better time, or week than now
To read through all He said
His words were not spoke hastily
For God knew they’d be received
Every word was spoken that we
His Love would come to believe.
words from wick 