Joh 12:3
Then Mary took a whole pint of a very expensive perfume made of pure nard, poured it on the feet of Yahshua and wiped them with her hair. The sweet smell of the perfume filled the whole house.
Father I long to be with You, to sit at your feet. I am so busy every day, running around with everything that I have to do.
Help me to make time to sit at Your feet, to have communion with You. I want to hear your voice, Your heartbeat. Only if my cup is full, I can give to those around me. I want to be a sweet smell of Your presence Lord.
Here I am at Your feet!
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