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Holy Week Devotion - Monday April 10 Jennifer Huffman


John 12:1-11
Then Mary took about a pint of pure nard, an expensive perfume; she poured it on Jesus’ feet and wiped his feet with her hair. And the house was filled with the fragrance of the perfume.
                                 John12: 3

Today we are headed to a medical site in Haiti, where Jenny Jenkins cares for a local man who has cut himself with a machete; infection is causing him tremendous pain.

The year is 2008, and it’s the third time Jenny has taken leave from her job as an oncology nurse in New York City to visit the poorest country in the western hemisphere.  As she cleans and dresses his wound, he takes her face in his hands and lifts it to look into her eyes.

“Mesi,” he says, Kreyòl for thank you.

She returns his deep gaze and says, “You’re welcome.”

It could have been a simple exchange, perhaps. Instead, it changes the trajectory of her entire life.

Hours later, she cannot shake the love that swells in her chest for the man she served, for the God who connects them both. As the sun sets over the bay, she turns to prayer, trying to make sense of what happened. When she is out of words and her face hot with tears, she hears God respond: “When you looked in to the face of that man, you looked into the face of Christ. This is where I want you; this is home.”

She has no idea how to make this happen, but will eventually leave her American life—her friends, family, modern conveniences and comfort—to make Grand Goave, Haiti, her home. Here, she will serve the poor and hungry with the same radical love Mary showed Jesus when she rubbed his feet with nard, with the same extravagant love with which God redeems us.

“When we step out in faith,” Jenny says, “we have the opportunity to glorify God in a way like no other. I was scared to death not knowing the plans or the answers. But I knew I had to take the risk. I had to put my faith in God. And I can tell you there is no place I would rather be than wherever He placed me.”

May our own hearts and eyes stay open for opportunities to show radical love for the one who created us, and the one who died to show us how to put such love into action. Amen.

Jennifer Huffman