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Topic: Empty and Full (06/04/09)
TITLE: Oil poured out
By Leslie Schonfeld
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Today must be different. I wasnít returned me to my normal place. Odd, I donít see any celebration preparation. There is no sign of any ceremony. This is not at all what I expected. Why are we heading into the marketplace?
We are approaching a door. I can hear murmuring inside but it doesnít appear to be anything special. These are just men having dinner. The one she is approaching does seem to be exceptional. What could she be thinking?
Wait, this isnít how I thought it would be. She has broken me. My contents poured out on His feet. I am empty. She is weeping. Her tears having mingled with my perfumed oil. Her hair has massaged the oil into His feet. Arguments erupt among the other men in the room. They claim my oil is wasted. I want to go back to my shelf. Why did she do this? Could this be all I was destined for? I am broken and empty, my contents apparently wasted.
He is speaking. His words silence the grumbling of the other men. There is great power in his peaceful voice. He said I helped in preparing for His burial. Ah, Iím starting to understand this is an important day. My contents were not wasted on just any man. Even thought I am now empty, I still feel full.
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