| The Alabaster Box By C. H. Mackintosh |
Matthew 26:6-13
Now when Jesus was in Bethany, in the house of Simon the leper, There came
unto him a woman having an alabaster box of very precious ointment, and
poured it on his head, as he sat at meat. But when his disciples saw it, they had
indignation, saying, To what purpose is this waste? For this ointment might
have been sold for much, and given to the poor. When Jesus understood it, he
said unto them, Why trouble ye the woman? for she hath wrought a good work
upon me. For ye have the poor always with you; but me ye have not always.
For in that she hath poured this ointment on my body, she did it for my burial.
Verily I say unto you, Wheresoever this gospel shall be preached in the whole
world, there shall also this, that this woman hath done, be told for a memorial
of her.
It is very needful to bear in mind, in this day of busy doing and restless activity,
that God looks at everything from one stand point, measures everything by one
rule, tries everything by one touchstone, and that touchstone, that rule, that
standpoint is Christ. He values things just so far as they stand connected with
the Son of His love, and no farther. Whatever is done to Christ, whatever is
done for Him, is precious to God. All beside is valueless. A large amount of
work may be done, and a great deal of praise drawn forth thereby, from human
lips; but when God comes to examine it, He will simply look for one thing, and
that is, the measure in which it stands connected with Christ. His great
question will be: Has it been done in, and to the Name of Jesus? If it has, it
will stand approved, and be rewarded; if not, it will be rejected and burnt up.
It does not matter in the least what men's thoughts may be about any particular
piece of work. They may laud a person to the skies, for something he is doing;
they may parade his name in the public journals of the day; they may make him
the subject of discourse in their drawing room circle; he may have a great name
as a preacher, a teacher, a writer, a moral reformer; but, if he cannot connect
his work with the name of Jesus - if it is not done to Him and to His glory - if
it is not the fruit of the constraining love of Christ, it will all be blown away like
the chaff of the summer threshing floor, and sunk into eternal oblivion.
On the contrary, a man may pursue a quiet, humble, lowly path of service,
unknown and unnoticed. His name may never be heard, his work may never be
thought of; but what has been done, has been done in simple love to Christ. He
has wrought, in obscurity, with his eye on his Master. The smile of his Lord has
been quite enough for him. He has never thought, for one moment, of seeking
man's approval; he has never sought to catch his smile or shun his frown; he
has pursued the even tenor of his way, simply looking to Christ, and acting
for Him. His work will stand. It will be remembered and rewarded, though
he did not do it for remembrance or reward, but from simple love to
Jesus. It is work of the right stamp - genuine coin which will abide the fire of
the day of the Lord.
It is an unspeakable mercy to be delivered from the time-serving, men-pleasing
spirit of the present day; and to be enabled to walk, ever and only before the
Lord - to have "all our works begun, continued, and ended in Him." Let us
look, for a few moments, at the lovely and most touching illustration of this,
presented to us in "the house of Simon the leper, there came unto Him a
woman having an alabaster box of very precious ointment, and poured it on
His head, as He sat at meat." Now, if we inquire as to this woman's object, as
she bent her steps to Simon's house, what was it? Was it to display the exquisite
perfume of her ointment, or the material and form of her alabaster box? Was it
to obtain the praise of men for her act? Was it to get a name for extraordinary
devotedness to Christ, in the midst of a little knot of personal friends of the
Savior? No, reader, it was none of these things. How do we know? Because,
the Most High God, the Creator of all things, who knows the deepest
secrets of all hearts, and the true motive spring of every action - He was
there in the person of Jesus of Nazareth.
His holy and all-penetrating eye went right down into the very depths of this
woman's soul. He knew, not only what she had done, but, how and why she
had done it; and He declared, "She hath wrought a good work upon me." In a
word, then, Christ Himself was the immediate object of this woman's soul;
and it was this which gave value to her act, and sent the odor of her
ointment straight up to the throne of God.
He not only vindicated her at the moment, but handed it down into the future.
This was quite enough for the heart of this woman. Having the approval of her
Lord, she could well afford to bear the "indignation" even of "the disciples,"
and to hear her act pronounced "waste." It was sufficient for her that His heart
had been refreshed. All the rest might go for what it was worth. She had never
thought of securing man's praise, or of avoiding his scorn. Her one undivided
object, from first to last, was Christ. From the moment she laid her hand upon
that alabaster box, until she broke it, and poured its contents upon His sacred
Person, it was of Himself alone she thought. She had a kind of intuitive
perception of what would be suitable and grateful to her Lord, in the solemn
circumstances in which He was placed at the moment, and, with exquisite tact,
she did that thing. She had never thought of what the ointment might fetch; or,
if she had, she felt that He was worth ten thousand times as much. As to "the
poor," they had their place, no doubt, and their claims also; but she felt that
Jesus was more to her than all the poor in the world.
In short, the woman's heart was filled with Christ, and it was this that gave
character to her action. Others might pronounce it "waste;" but we may rest
assured that nothing is wasted which is spent for Christ. So the woman judged:
and she was right. To put honor upon Him, at the very moment when earth
and hell were rising up against Him, was the very highest act of service that
man or angel could perform. He was going to be offered up. The shadows were
lengthening, the gloom was deepening, the darkness thickening. The cross--
with all its horrors - was at hand; and this woman anticipated it all, and came,
beforehand, to anoint the body of her adorable Lord. And mark the result.
See how immediately the blessed Lord enters upon her defense, and shields
her from the indignation and scorn of those who ought to have known better.
"When Jesus understood it, he said unto them, Why trouble ye the woman? For
she hath wrought a good work upon me. For ye have the poor always with you;
but me ye have not always. For in that she hath poured this ointment on my
body, she did it for my burial. Verily, I say unto you, wherever this gospel is
preached in the whole world, what this woman has done will also be told as a
memorial to her."
See that you keep your eye directly upon the Master, in all you do. Make
Jesus the immediate object of every little act of service, no matter what.
Seek to do your every work so He may be able to say, "It is a good work upon
me." Do not be occupied with the thoughts of men as to your path or as to your
work. Do not mind their indignation or their misunderstanding, but pour your
alabaster box of ointment upon the person of your Lord. See that your
every act of service is the fruit of your heart's appreciation of Him; and be
assured He will appreciate your work and vindicate you before assembled
myriads.
Thus it was with the woman of whom we have been reading. She took her
alabaster box, and made her way to the house of Simon the leper, with one
goal in her heart, namely, Jesus and what was before Him. She was absorbed
in Him. She thought of none beside, but poured her precious ointment on His
head. And note the blessed issue. Her act has come down to us, in the gospel
record, coupled with His blessed Name. No one can read the gospel without
reading also the memorial of her personal devotedness.
Empires have risen, flourished, and passed away into the region of silence and
oblivion. Monuments have been erected to commemorate human genius,
greatness, - and these monuments have crumbled into dust; but the act of this
woman still lives, and shall live forever. May we have grace to imitate her.
Further Reading:
CHRIST IS ALL IN ALL by DL Moody
THE PILGRIM'S PATH - Following Jesus Christ
THE KING OF GLORY - Bible Study on Jesus as King
LOOKING TO JESUS by R.A. Torrey
Now when Jesus was in Bethany, in the house of Simon the leper, There came
unto him a woman having an alabaster box of very precious ointment, and
poured it on his head, as he sat at meat. But when his disciples saw it, they had
indignation, saying, To what purpose is this waste? For this ointment might
have been sold for much, and given to the poor. When Jesus understood it, he
said unto them, Why trouble ye the woman? for she hath wrought a good work
upon me. For ye have the poor always with you; but me ye have not always.
For in that she hath poured this ointment on my body, she did it for my burial.
Verily I say unto you, Wheresoever this gospel shall be preached in the whole
world, there shall also this, that this woman hath done, be told for a memorial
of her.
It is very needful to bear in mind, in this day of busy doing and restless activity,
that God looks at everything from one stand point, measures everything by one
rule, tries everything by one touchstone, and that touchstone, that rule, that
standpoint is Christ. He values things just so far as they stand connected with
the Son of His love, and no farther. Whatever is done to Christ, whatever is
done for Him, is precious to God. All beside is valueless. A large amount of
work may be done, and a great deal of praise drawn forth thereby, from human
lips; but when God comes to examine it, He will simply look for one thing, and
that is, the measure in which it stands connected with Christ. His great
question will be: Has it been done in, and to the Name of Jesus? If it has, it
will stand approved, and be rewarded; if not, it will be rejected and burnt up.
It does not matter in the least what men's thoughts may be about any particular
piece of work. They may laud a person to the skies, for something he is doing;
they may parade his name in the public journals of the day; they may make him
the subject of discourse in their drawing room circle; he may have a great name
as a preacher, a teacher, a writer, a moral reformer; but, if he cannot connect
his work with the name of Jesus - if it is not done to Him and to His glory - if
it is not the fruit of the constraining love of Christ, it will all be blown away like
the chaff of the summer threshing floor, and sunk into eternal oblivion.
On the contrary, a man may pursue a quiet, humble, lowly path of service,
unknown and unnoticed. His name may never be heard, his work may never be
thought of; but what has been done, has been done in simple love to Christ. He
has wrought, in obscurity, with his eye on his Master. The smile of his Lord has
been quite enough for him. He has never thought, for one moment, of seeking
man's approval; he has never sought to catch his smile or shun his frown; he
has pursued the even tenor of his way, simply looking to Christ, and acting
for Him. His work will stand. It will be remembered and rewarded, though
he did not do it for remembrance or reward, but from simple love to
Jesus. It is work of the right stamp - genuine coin which will abide the fire of
the day of the Lord.
It is an unspeakable mercy to be delivered from the time-serving, men-pleasing
spirit of the present day; and to be enabled to walk, ever and only before the
Lord - to have "all our works begun, continued, and ended in Him." Let us
look, for a few moments, at the lovely and most touching illustration of this,
presented to us in "the house of Simon the leper, there came unto Him a
woman having an alabaster box of very precious ointment, and poured it on
His head, as He sat at meat." Now, if we inquire as to this woman's object, as
she bent her steps to Simon's house, what was it? Was it to display the exquisite
perfume of her ointment, or the material and form of her alabaster box? Was it
to obtain the praise of men for her act? Was it to get a name for extraordinary
devotedness to Christ, in the midst of a little knot of personal friends of the
Savior? No, reader, it was none of these things. How do we know? Because,
the Most High God, the Creator of all things, who knows the deepest
secrets of all hearts, and the true motive spring of every action - He was
there in the person of Jesus of Nazareth.
His holy and all-penetrating eye went right down into the very depths of this
woman's soul. He knew, not only what she had done, but, how and why she
had done it; and He declared, "She hath wrought a good work upon me." In a
word, then, Christ Himself was the immediate object of this woman's soul;
and it was this which gave value to her act, and sent the odor of her
ointment straight up to the throne of God.
He not only vindicated her at the moment, but handed it down into the future.
This was quite enough for the heart of this woman. Having the approval of her
Lord, she could well afford to bear the "indignation" even of "the disciples,"
and to hear her act pronounced "waste." It was sufficient for her that His heart
had been refreshed. All the rest might go for what it was worth. She had never
thought of securing man's praise, or of avoiding his scorn. Her one undivided
object, from first to last, was Christ. From the moment she laid her hand upon
that alabaster box, until she broke it, and poured its contents upon His sacred
Person, it was of Himself alone she thought. She had a kind of intuitive
perception of what would be suitable and grateful to her Lord, in the solemn
circumstances in which He was placed at the moment, and, with exquisite tact,
she did that thing. She had never thought of what the ointment might fetch; or,
if she had, she felt that He was worth ten thousand times as much. As to "the
poor," they had their place, no doubt, and their claims also; but she felt that
Jesus was more to her than all the poor in the world.
In short, the woman's heart was filled with Christ, and it was this that gave
character to her action. Others might pronounce it "waste;" but we may rest
assured that nothing is wasted which is spent for Christ. So the woman judged:
and she was right. To put honor upon Him, at the very moment when earth
and hell were rising up against Him, was the very highest act of service that
man or angel could perform. He was going to be offered up. The shadows were
lengthening, the gloom was deepening, the darkness thickening. The cross--
with all its horrors - was at hand; and this woman anticipated it all, and came,
beforehand, to anoint the body of her adorable Lord. And mark the result.
See how immediately the blessed Lord enters upon her defense, and shields
her from the indignation and scorn of those who ought to have known better.
"When Jesus understood it, he said unto them, Why trouble ye the woman? For
she hath wrought a good work upon me. For ye have the poor always with you;
but me ye have not always. For in that she hath poured this ointment on my
body, she did it for my burial. Verily, I say unto you, wherever this gospel is
preached in the whole world, what this woman has done will also be told as a
memorial to her."
See that you keep your eye directly upon the Master, in all you do. Make
Jesus the immediate object of every little act of service, no matter what.
Seek to do your every work so He may be able to say, "It is a good work upon
me." Do not be occupied with the thoughts of men as to your path or as to your
work. Do not mind their indignation or their misunderstanding, but pour your
alabaster box of ointment upon the person of your Lord. See that your
every act of service is the fruit of your heart's appreciation of Him; and be
assured He will appreciate your work and vindicate you before assembled
myriads.
Thus it was with the woman of whom we have been reading. She took her
alabaster box, and made her way to the house of Simon the leper, with one
goal in her heart, namely, Jesus and what was before Him. She was absorbed
in Him. She thought of none beside, but poured her precious ointment on His
head. And note the blessed issue. Her act has come down to us, in the gospel
record, coupled with His blessed Name. No one can read the gospel without
reading also the memorial of her personal devotedness.
Empires have risen, flourished, and passed away into the region of silence and
oblivion. Monuments have been erected to commemorate human genius,
greatness, - and these monuments have crumbled into dust; but the act of this
woman still lives, and shall live forever. May we have grace to imitate her.
Further Reading:
CHRIST IS ALL IN ALL by DL Moody
THE PILGRIM'S PATH - Following Jesus Christ
THE KING OF GLORY - Bible Study on Jesus as King
LOOKING TO JESUS by R.A. Torrey
