‘She did what she could’. Mark 14:8
With her understanding, with her resources, with her hands and heart – she did what she could.
I hope I am not simplifying this. That blessed moment when Mary anoints Jesus before his death is heavy in truth and rich in the Kingdom of God. It is a brief moment amidst an epic story. But in that moment Mary’s heart is revealed and so is Jesus’. She did what she could, and it moved Him.
Last night I finished reading ‘Refuse to do nothing’, by Shayne Moore and Kimberly McOwen Yim.
While I was reading about the child soldiers in Southern Sudan there was a moment when I felt like there was a literal internal crash as my heart met with the reality of these children. These two worlds slammed together, mine in all its middle class comfort, and these stolen children. I hope it scarred me for life. I hope my heart is never the same.
It is overwhelming, complex and confronting.
As it should be.
This pursuit of understanding justice has unsteadied me. But it feels like the right thing to be doing. I need to delve deep into God and his word. I need to sit under a tall tree and expect the Spirit to come and share the deep truths of equality and dignity.
I will read. I will write. I will connect with organisations. I will get educated and I can share knowledge. That is a good place to start. This will be the beginning of ‘doing what I could’.
And I can pray.
I can pray that the kingdom of God is racing towards these children with a holy resolve and urgency.
There are some great organisations out there, please check them out. They are doing amazing work.