At His Feet
Now one of the Pharisees invited Jesus to have dinner with him, so He went to the Pharisee’s house and reclined at the table. When a woman who had lived a sinful life in that town learned that Jesus was eating at the Pharisee’s house, she brought an alabaster jar of perfume, and as she stood behind Him at His feet weeping, she began to wet His feet with her tears. Then she wiped them with her hair, kissed them and poured perfume on them. Luke 7:36-38
Ever found yourself at His feet? Ever had your sins known by all – as if you wore them for all to see? This woman knew the depth of her sin, as did everyone else in town. That night Jesus sat at a table surrounded by men who were powerful and influential, yet who were also stained deep with sin. And yet there was only one that night at that dinner party who had their stains washed clean – an unwanted and uninvited dinner guest – a lady who dared tarnishing her already tainted reputation. There’s something that happens to shameful sin when placed at His feet. Some of us know what that feels like, and some of us know why that lady wept that night …at His feet.
This is the second painting in the Lady Series.
HEY YOU! Look at you and your linkage!! 🙂 Did you figure out pictures? Love the paintings!
I know!!! Thank you so much Sarah – your directions were great – I didn’t have a problem at all with the linkage. I haven’t talked to Carrie yet to find out how to fix the picture problem, but when I do I’ll let you know. I need to get your e-mail address. I was going to send you a thank you e-mail but don’t have your address. Thanks again!