Jesus Aware

I suppose He might have seen the look on the faces of those who were offended and guessed what thoughts were running through their heads. Or perhaps during the woman’s display of extravagant worship He could have overhead the grumbling from those who thought that what she was doing was really an act of excessive waste. Or maybe, just maybe, He didn’t need to see their sour countenances or hear their disdainful words at all to know what was going in their hearts. Instead, being God and fully, Jesus was simply aware.

Now when Jesus was at Bethany in the house of Simon the leper, a woman came up to Him with an alabaster flask of very expensive ointment, and she poured it on His head as He reclined at table. And when the disciples saw it, they were indignant, saying, “Why this waste? For this could have been sold for a large sum and given to the poor.” But Jesus, aware of this, said to them, “Why do you trouble the woman? For she has done a beautiful thing to Me.”

(Matthew 26:6-10 ESV)

I love hovering over this account, my meditation informed but what I recall from John’s record of this over the top act of adoration (John 12:1-8). I imagine the hush in the room as Mary, the sister of Martha and Lazarus, interrupts dinner with a no holds barred demonstration of her desire. I wonder at what it would have been like as the house was filled with the over-whelming aroma of her sweet-smelling sacrifice to her Lord. I picture the pungent oil dripping from the head of the Master while His humble servant anoints His feet with her hair.

But this morning what catches my attention are the two words, “Jesus aware.”

He was fully present in that room. Able to intimately engage with those around the table as they broke bread and enjoyed abiding fellowship. Completely tuned in to the “beautiful thing” Mary was doing to Him–feeling the oil on His head, sensing the touch of her hands on His feet, aware completely of the devotion in her heart. And yes, even attuned to those who looked down their nose at the scene and murmured, “This is stupid!”

Jesus aware.

The Spirit reminding me this morning that He who died for my sin and rose for my justification has ascended to the Father’s right hand and even now is interceding for me (Rom. 8:34) . . . and interceding with full knowledge. Fully aware as to what’s going in my life . . . what’s running through my head . . . what’s impacting my heart. And this Jesus aware “is able to save to the uttermost those who draw near to God through Him, since He always lives to make intercession for them” (Heb. 7:25).

Jesus actively aware. Searching our hearts. Engaging our minds. Making well our souls.

Defending us against the attacks of our adversaries. Rebuking the trouble. Calming the storm.

Accepting whatever I’m able to offer as a beautiful thing.

Jesus aware. O blessed thought. Brings to mind this old hymn which recently was put back on my radar:

Does Jesus care when my heart is pained
Too deeply for mirth or song,
As the burdens press, and the cares distress
And the way grows weary and long?

Oh yes, He cares, I know He cares,
His heart is touched with my grief;
When the days are weary, the long nights dreary,
I know my Savior cares.

~ Frank E. Graeff, 1901.

Jesus aware. A reminder of His great grace. All for His even greater glory.

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