Dear Blessed Lord Jesus, good morning. I love you, thank you, praise You and give You all the honor and glory for this new day. Jesus, I ask you to give me the passion, courage and the compassion to break out of the status “Quo” and live abundantly in freedom and authenticity. Let me not pick or choose. Let me treat all equal knowing that You have them all in Your right hand waiting on them to walk in Your light and believe. All are unique as You made them. Father God, I believe for all others unanswered prayers, that you will bring restoration, healing, financial stability and honor to them, for Your glory! I thank you, praise You and give you all the glory in Your Precious Name Jesus Amen.
Then Jesus six days before the Passover came to Bethany, where Lazarus was, which had been dead, whom he raised from the dead. There they made him a supper; and Martha served: but Lazarus was one of them that sat at the table with him. Then took Mary a pound of ointment of spikenard, very costly, and anointed the feet of Jesus, and wiped his feet with her hair: and the house was filled with the Oduor of the ointment. Then saith one of his disciples, Judas Iscariot, Simon’s son, which should betray him, why was not this ointment sold for three hundred pence, and given to the poor? This he said, not that he cared for the poor; but because he was a thief, and had the bag, and bare what was put therein. Then said Jesus, let her alone: against the day of my burying hath she kept this. For the poor always ye have with you; but me ye have not always. John 12:1-8