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Wednesday, April 1, 2026 | John 12:3-5
John 12:3-5
"Then Mary took about a pint of pure nard, an expensive perfume; she poured it on Jesus' feet and wiped his feet with her hair. And the house was filled with the fragrance of the perfume. But one of his disciples, Judas Iscariot, who was later to betray him, objected, 'Why wasn't this perfume sold and the money given to the poor? It was worth a year's wages.'"
A year's wages. That is what Judas said it was worth. He was not wrong about the number. He was entirely wrong about what was happening.
Mary was not being careless with something valuable. She knew exactly what she was doing. She broke open the most costly thing she owned and poured every drop of it at the feet of the person she loved most. It was not a partial gift. It was not a calculated gift. It was the kind of giving that empties the container completely and leaves nothing held back.
Jesus' response is one of the most tender in the Gospels. Leave her alone. She has done a beautiful thing. The room smelled like extravagance and grief and love all at once, and Jesus received it as exactly what it was.
The disciples saw waste. Jesus saw worship. The difference is not in what was poured out — it is in what the pouring out was for.
There is a version of following Jesus that is always calculating. What is the reasonable investment? What is the appropriate level of devotion? What can I give without emptying the container? That calculus is not entirely wrong — stewardship is real. But it produces a life that always holds something back, always keeps a reserve, always manages the cost of love down to a level that feels responsible.
Mary did not do that. She gave the whole thing. And the house was filled with the fragrance of it.
The question for this Wednesday is not what you are willing to give. It is what you have been holding back — and whether the person you're holding it back from is worth the kind of giving that empties the container.
Is there something you have been offering God in measured portions rather than pouring out completely — and what would it look like to break open the container?
Lord, I recognize myself in the disciples more than in Mary. I calculate. I manage. I give what feels responsible and hold the rest back for later. But you are not asking for a managed life. You are asking for a poured-out one. Show me what I have been holding in reserve. And give me the courage to break it open — not because it's efficient, but because you are worth it. I pray this in Jesus' name. Amen.
Today I will: Identify one area of my life where I have been giving God measured portions — and take one step toward giving it without calculation.
I will watch for: The moment I catch myself calculating the cost of devotion — and let that be the signal to stop managing and start pouring.
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