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Then he turned to the woman and said to Simon, “Look at this woman kneeling here.

When I entered your home, you didn’t offer me water to wash the dust from my feet, but she has washed them with her tears and wiped them with her hair. You didn’t greet me with a kiss, but from the time I first came in, she has not stopped kissing my feet. You neglected the courtesy of olive oil to anoint my head, but she has anointed my feet with rare perfume. I tell you, her sins—and they are many—have been forgiven, so she has shown me much love. But a person who is forgiven little shows only little love.”  Luke 7:44-47 (NLT)

Lord Jesus, as we apply this story to our Thanksgiving gathering’s tomorrow, we see ourselves as possibly taking on different roles. We might be Simon the Pharisee—giving more criticism, insecurity, and irritation, than turkey, cranberry sauce, and sweet potato pie. That’s not who we want to be.

We most want to be this broken woman at your feet. Her love for you is convicting and compelling. Our sins are just as ugly and numerous as hers; they’re just not as public or notorious. Help us really believe this.

No matter who we are with tomorrow on Thanksgiving Day, may we “get low”—the posture of humility, gentleness, and kindness. For grace runs downhill and we want to live and love out of the riches of your grace.

Indeed, we want to forgive others as you have forgiven us, Jesus. We want to love you much, because you love us more than we can possibly imagine—as much as the Father loves you.

May any tears of gratitude generated in us by your grace and love become the water of mercy with which we wash the feet of our family, friends, and neighbors—not just tomorrow.

Nothing is more daily that the call to forgive. Nothing is more scandalous than the way you forgive us. And nothing is more important than “faith expressing itself in love” (Gal. 5:6). So very Amen we pray, in your kind and powerful name.

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