Town: Le Bib
Consist of 66 Local Governments
Everyone was looking at her funny, she had done the unthinkable, especially in this depressed economy.
No doubt business was booming; she had sold more pieces than she had done in forever. People around town were trooping into her store, some to ask about her prices, others to buy her wares and some, to confirm if she was real.
She once found it annoying, but after the third week, she had decided to take all the curiosity visits to her store as amusing rather than annoying. She was going to get an assistant, no doubt. She had better things to do with her newfound treasure than to mope around her store.
Mary moved to Le Bib town some years ago, and though it boasts of 66 estates, it was a rather small town. Everybody knew something about everybody in the city. She and her sister were famous for their tempers rather than their wares. Afterall, she spearheaded the guilt trip to her brother’s friend when her brother was ill and dying. You see, she had always known there was more than meets the eye of her brother’s friend. The one people whispered and called the ‘roamer’.
Mary was a lot of things, but proud wasn’t one of them. She was gorgeous, a little flighty and had good taste. Recently, she had discovered there was more to life than being pretty, excellent dining and luxury purchases. Mary had found the secret of life. She had come to realise that she was experiencing history. Her brother’s friend, the roamer, had done more than raise her brother from the dead…he had raised her as well.
Mary cast her mind back to the day she became the talk of the town. She had reflected on what her life was before she took time out to know her brother, Lazarus’s friend. She had the sense to admit it privately; she was a train wreck waiting to happen. The more she listened to what her brother’s friend had to say, the more she understood that she was made for more. At first, her sister, Martha thought it was just a crush. She tried to nip it in the bud but later wisened up (after being scolded of course), that her baby sister, Mary had caught on something.
That fateful evening, the urgency was more than it ever was. Mary needed to show her unadulterated love to her brother’s friend – Jesus. She had searched the house for something genuine and expensive to give. The truth is, she had a lot of “expensive” gifts, she said a little prayer. One for boldness to present the gift and another for the best gift to give one who had turned her life around.
While turning the sign of her store signalling, she was closed for business; Mary smiled as she recalled how she all but floated into Simeon’s house in Bethany. With the singleness of mind she broke her heirloom, her most expensive possession. The alabaster treasure box containing all her scented life’s savings at the feet of her master and wiped his feet with her hair mixed with tears. At that point, that worshipping moment; it was Mary and her master. Not Mary of Le bib town and her brother’s friend. There was no need to keep such an expensive treasure. Jesus, her new found treasure deserved all she had and much more. Knowing Him had brought flavour to her life.
Even now, people thought her act of worship as a waste…Judas was quite vocal about it. They weren’t there; they didn’t know the depth of love and thoughtful care Jesus had shown her. She understood her gift to Him, what she couldn’t understand was the urgency to give that unique gift.
That was until He mentioned a burial rite, followed closely by His highly publicised crucifixion. She had other perfumes. She had plans to drag her sister once they had the chance, to complete the burial rites of the one who gave her life meaning.
Mary, the Mary had found her treasure in Jesus, there was no use for earthly treasure. What’s your earthly treasure? Break it at the Master’s feet. That’s your soulful act of worship.
This June, my fellow Jesus Army of Writers have been challenged to create contents based on Bible Characters, Bible stories, parables, promises or scriptures. I chose one woman who’s act of worship trended, was grossly misunderstood but will always be mentioned with Jesus. She’s one of my favourite Bible characters. I hope you learn one or two things. My account is from John’s version of events.