“For when she poured this perfume upon my body, she did it to prepare Me for burial. Truly I say to you, wherever this gospel is preached in the whole world, what this woman has done shall also be spoken of in memory of her.”
This was too much for Judas.
Right away he goes to the chief priests and asks,
“What are you willing to give me to deliver Him up to you?”
He left with 30 pieces of silver jingling in his pocket.
Why the sudden betrayal?
Was it the extravagance the woman poured out on Jesus?
Was it Jesus’ comment about his burial?
Perhaps it was that Jesus esteemed the woman so highly that he declared her act of devotion would be remembered every time someone shared the gospel.
Because when the jar busted opened the fragrance of its contents changed the atmosphere of the room. It seeped into the cloaks and robes and beards and walls and tapestries. No one could escape it.
This is how it is with Jesus. You can’t escape Him if you tried.
God is everywhere.
For we are to God the sweet aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing.
Judas’ perishing is already beginning and the fragrance of the gospel is a stench in his nostrils because this is not playing out as he’d hoped. Jesus seems bent on talking about his death when he should be talking about conquering Rome once and for all.
It is time to take matters into his own hands.
To the one, we are an odor of death and demise; to the other, a fragrance that brings life. And who is qualified for such a task?
The Rose of Sharon is about to release a fragrance that will change the world.
Men do change, and change comes like a little wind that ruffles the curtains at dawn, and it comes like the stealthy perfume of wildflowers hidden in the grass.- John Steinbeck