The Fragrance of Grace.

Mary took a pound of costly perfume made of pure nard,
         anointed Jesus’ feet, and wiped them with her hair.
         The house was filled with the fragrance of the perfume. 
                  – John 12.3

Despite all desire
and its loveliness,
         — a giving away.

In the sight of those
who criticize,
         —a pouring out.

Amidst the stench
of death and violence,
         —the aroma of life.

Among those
who do not understand,

Though there are those
who divide and separate,
         —a being with.

Within reach of those
who strike,
         —a gentle touch.

In sight of the grave
and those who threaten,

At the feet of those
who are accused,

In intimate union
with one who suffers,
         —a blessing.

Throughout the house
of fear,
         —the fragrance of grace.

by Steve Garness-Holmes


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