Luke 7:47 – Therefore, I tell you, her sins, which are many are forgiven – for she loved much. But he who is forgiven little, loves little.

Lord Jesus, these little account strikes a chord with me because I associate more with Simon than I do with the woman. I know, I know, I should have the heart of the woman more. But sometimes, in pride and arrogance, I see myself in a better light than is honest or true. But, Lord Jesus, your love for me is beyond words. You love me with everlasting and overflowing love. You loved me like that before I was born, before I had done a single thing whether good or bad. And even still today, you love me even though I pride I deny the sins of my heart and my life. This story is meant to lead me to repent of pride. I get it Jesus. I’m sorry. Forgive me for the pride of my heart. And this week as I follow Jesus into the temple courts, between Jerusalem and Bethany, and finally to Calvary, help me see more deeply how much I am loved. Help me grasp with this woman how much love and how much forgiveness I really do need. Help me grasp with this woman how much love and how much forgiveness you really have given. Then, help me weep tears of joy and gladness because of all that you, dear Savior, have done for me. For I am, like her, loved and forgiven much. Amen.