God, I want to give you my best, even when I don’t strive as hard as I might. My heart’s desire is to show you my love with my preaching. But I balk and halt sometimes . . . What will people say? What will you say? What if it’s not good enough? What if I’m not good enough?
May I find comfort and courage from the woman who anointed you by pouring out a fortune in perfume all over your body just before your crucifixion. She did so in love and humility amid insults and judgments. Yet you received her and loved her and defended her. In humility and love, I bring to you my fortune in words and images and stories. Please receive my gift as an expression of my love and devotion. Amen.