The Fragrant Nard of Your Life

“‘My nard’, says the Bride. She might as well say: my life! For this is in fact her whole being, the very essence of her being that is poured out at the feet of the King. To her King, who has just called her ‘my love’ and has promised to cover her with gold and silver jewelry, she does not respond with words pf gratitude. Her first and genuine response can be given fully only by her life: my nard, myself, my life, silently and lovingly poured like nard spilling out of a broken vase; what other response can I give you?”

This priceless sweet smelling nard that we have to offer the Bridegroom is our prayers, our acts of kindness and mercy, the small sacrifices we make all day long, in essence all we do in love for God and one another. And so, we too can say with the Bride of The Song of Songs “While the Kings rests in his own room my nard yields its perfume.”

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Together in His Heart,
Laura 🌹