“Therefore, I tell you, her many sins have been forgiven—as her great love has shown. But whoever has been forgiven little loves little.” (Luke 7:47)
She felt Jesus look at her soul. He knew all about her, yet, he had not condemned her. Furthermore, He had saved her from lapidation. For the first time in her entire life, she felt blessed, loved, cherished, forgiven. Finally, sins were not a burden anymore.
From that day onwards she looked for him. All the things she would touch, the people she would meet, and her thoughts would be drenched with this wait for His presence. Her memories would be full of that stare. The past would be illuminated and judged by His look, by his words: “Neither do I condemn you: go, and sin no more” (John 8:11).
She looked for Him everywhere.
When she knew Jesus was at the Pharisee’s house, she ran there with an alabaster flask of ointment. She did not even think about it. There were no calculations in her minds. She did not keep anything to herself. Meeting Him again was worth the universe. “And standing behind him at his feet, weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears and wiped them with the hair of her head and kissed his feet and anointed them with the ointment.”
His look had restored her dignity. All her flaws, her sins were not the center anymore. Jesus was.
Dear Lord, help me look at myself not with my eyes, but with yours. And look for you anytime and everywhere.