The Alabaster Box: A Love Letter To Your Bridegroom

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Divine Whispers | Viju Jeremiah Traven

The Gospel Of Christ According to Your Life (Part 3)

My precious vessel of glory, My beloved bride, do you remember Mary of Bethany? Let Me tell you why her act moved My heart so deeply, and why I declared, “Verily I say unto you, Wheresoever this Gospel shall be preached throughout the whole world, this also that she hath done shall be spoken of for a memorial of her” (Matthew 26:13; Mark 14:9).

She Chose the Better Part

While “Martha was cumbered about much serving” (Luke 10:40), Mary boldly chose to sit at My feet in quietness, drinking in My words. “Mary hath chosen that good part, which shall not be taken away from her” (Luke 10:42). She understood what others missed, that I was worth more than the busy work of serving, worth more than the approval of those who couldn’t understand the profound devotion of Mary.

She Understood the Hour

There comes a moment in every life when love demands extravagance, when devotion breaks every box of “reasonable” worship. Mary alone perceived that My death was imminent. With “ointment of spikenard, very costly” (John 12:3), she came, not with words or lectures, but with prophetic action. I told them, “She is come beforehand to anoint My body to the burying” (Mark 14:8). She didn’t wait until it was too late, until My lifeless Body was sealed in a tomb. She anointed Me while I could still feel her tears, while I could still breathe in the fragrance of her sacrifice.

She Gave Everything Without Counting the Cost

“Then took Mary a pound of ointment of spikenard, very costly, and anointed the feet of Jesus, and wiped His feet with her hair: and the house was filled with the odour of the ointment” (John 12:3). That alabaster box represented her future, likely a year’s wages, her inheritance, her security. But “she broke the box, and poured it on My head”(Mark 14:3). The breaking was intentional, irreversible, extravagant. Once broken, it could never be sealed again. There was no careful measuring, no holding back, only reckless, abandoned love.

She Loved Without Calculation

Judas protested: “Why was this ointment not sold for three hundred pence, and given to the poor” (John 12:5) ? The disciples were indignant at Mary. But I silenced them all: “Let her alone; why trouble ye her? she hath wrought a good work on Me… She hath done what she could” (Mark 14:6, 8). Not what others expected, not what seemed reasonable to the calculating mind, but what love compelled, what the heart demanded.

I also told them, “For ye have the poor with you always, and whensoever ye will ye may do them good: but Me ye have not always” (Mark 14:7). Mary understood the kairos moment, the appointed time when eternity breaks into chronos moment, when what matters most must take precedence over what merely matters.

Her Worship Spoke Louder Than All Words

She didn’t preach or lecture, yet “the house was filled with the odour of the ointment” (John 12:3). Her extravagant sacrifice became a life-changing sermon that still echoes wherever My Gospel is preached. She unveiled Me as Yeshua, Moshi’a HaOlam, The Savior of the World. For it is written: “Thy name is as ointment poured forth” (Song of Solomon 1:3), and “we are unto God a sweet savour of Christ, in them that are saved, and in them that perish” (2 Corinthians 2:15).

The Alabaster Moment

My darling bride, I am not looking for your leftovers but your alabaster, the most precious thing you possess, broken and poured out in agape. In this sacred romance, there comes a moment when love demands extravagance, when devotion breaks every box of “reasonable” worship and pours out everything without counting the cost.

I ask you what I asked Peter: “Do you love Me more than these” (John 21:15)? The world will always cry “Waste!” when you pour out your life for Me. They will calculate what else you could have done with your time, your talents, your treasure. But I am keeping account differently. What seems extravagant to them is “a sweet savour” to Me (Ephesians 5:2).

Mary represents you, My bride, in your worship and devotion. She sat at My feet when others were distracted. She anointed My feet when others plotted My death. She broke her alabaster jar when others held back with nothing. And when you worship like this, and hold nothing back, the fragrance doesn’t just fill the room; it fills Heaven.

Come, beloved. Break the box. Hold nothing back. Pour out your most precious offering at My feet. Let your worship be so abandoned, so complete, that all of Heaven takes notice and the whole house is filled with the fragrance of your love.

For I held nothing back for you. Paul said: “He that spared not His own Son, but delivered His Son up for us all, how shall the Abba not with Christ also freely give us all things” (Romans 8:32)? I gave My life as a ransom for you. “Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends” (John 15:13). It is written: “We love him, because he first loved us.” (1 John 4:19)

Break the Box

Break the box you’ve earned, My beloved. I am worth it all. For “where your treasure is, there will your heart be also” (Matthew 6:21). And your love affair, will rise as a memorial, “a sweet smelling savour unto God” (Ephesians 5:2). What you pour out in faith will not vanish into the Earth, but will ascend as “incense” before My throne (Revelation 8:4), perfuming every season of your life and echoing through eternity.

The spikenard you labored to purchase, the alabaster you break in Spirit and Truth, this becomes your “memorial before God” (Acts 10:4). For “she hath done what she could” (Mark 14:8), and so shall you. “Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter: Fear God, and keep his commandments: for this is the whole duty of man.” (Ecclesiastes 12:13) But I say to you: With all your heart, love God, and break your box, for this is the whole desire of My heart.

Come now. The hour is late. “The night cometh, when no man can work” (John 9:4). But while you still have breath, while I am still speaking to your heart to proact or react, pour out everything. Hold nothing back. “And now abideth faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love” (1 Corinthians 13:13).

Break the box, beloved. Let the fragrance fill the House of Glory. Let Heaven breathe in your worship. And let all who witness say, “She loved her Lord so much” (Luke 7:47). Your Bridegroom, forever calling you to the alabaster moment “For God is not unrighteous to forget your work and labour of love, which ye have shewed toward his name”(Hebrews 6:10).

Prayer

My Jesus, let me break every alabaster box at Your feet, pouring out the costliest treasure of my wholehearted love (John 12:3). May the fragrance of my devotion fill every room I enter, declaring You alone are worthy to receive extravagant worship (Psalm 45:8). I choose the better part, to sit at Your feet, to listen to Your voice, to love You without reservation or regret (Luke 10:42).

Reflection

I am Mary, and He is my everything, the One worth every drop of precious oil, every moment of intimate adoration (Philippians 3:8). In this sacred romance, worship is not duty but delight, not obligation but the overflow of a heart utterly captivated by Love Himself (Song of Songs 1:3). My Bridegroom receives my offering and immortalizes it, wherever the Gospel is preached, our love story is told (Matthew 26:13).

The Father of Faith And His Sacrifice

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Divine Whispers | Viju Jeremiah Traven

The Gospel Of Christ According To Your Life – (Part 2)

My precious child, before declaring the Message of the Cross to the whole world, behold Abraham, the father of faith (Romans 4:16-17; Hebrews 11:8-19). He never preached great sermons to vast crowds, never stood behind pulpits, never wrote volumes of Theology. Yet his life became the message that echoes through the millennia. 

The Blueprint of Trust

Every preacher who proclaims “by faith” drinks from Abraham’s well—the man who went out, not knowing where he was going, yet pressed on to reach the city with foundations, whose Builder and Maker is God Himself (Hebrews 11:8-10). His silent pilgrimage became the blueprint of trust, and his faith was credited to him as righteousness (Genesis 15:6; Romans 4:22).

Faith Coursing Through Every Step

Obeying Me, when he departed Ur, not knowing the road before him; when he lifted Isaac upon the altar; when he trusted My promise of countless stars in the heavens and grains of sand upon the shore, his faith coursed through every fiber of his being, vibrant, alive, and unwavering. Every step, every act, was a living declaration that the righteous shall walk by faith in Me to reach their eternal destiny. His very life preached: I am Yahweh-Jireh, the Lord Who provides, the Author of Salvation (Genesis 22:14).

The Heart of the Father Revealed

My Beloved Bride, when Abraham surrendered Isaac upon the altar, it revealed the heart of the Abba Father and Me, His only begotten Son. On Mount Moriah, a ram was provided, but on Calvary, I became the Lamb of God, slain for all. As Abraham withheld not his son, so the Father withheld not Me to rescue you from death (Romans 8:32). I gave Myself on the Cross, so that you might unite with Me forever. This is the Gospel written in My Blood, sealed for you, My Bride. Indeed, the Father laid Me down at the Cross, that whoever believes in Me should not perish but have everlasting life (John 3:16).

Isaac: The Willing Sacrifice

Remember Isaac, My beloved (Genesis 22:6-10). He bore the wood for sacrifice upon his shoulders, as I would bear the Cross. Few words he spoke, yet his yielding to his father’s will painted the living portrait of Me—quiet, meek, and obedient, like the Lamb. About Me, it is written: “He was oppressed and afflicted, yet He did not open His mouth; He was led like a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before its shearers is silent, so He did not open His mouth” (Isaiah 53:7).

Isaac’s stillness upon the altar mirrored My crucifixion and resurrection, while the ram I provided became a living sign of Me, the Passover Lamb destined to be slain to rescue fallen Humanity. Mount Moriah foreshadowed Mount Calvary, where provision and redemption were made complete. Together, Abraham and Isaac revealed the depths of the Heavenly Father’s heart and My obedience as His Son, Yeshua, Seh HaElohim, the Lamb of God.

As Abraham received back his son, so have I risen, victorious over death, for you. And as Rebekah was brought to Isaac by Abraham’s faithful servant Eliezer, so the Holy Spirit brings you, My beloved Church, to Me. The servant’s mission was singular: to find a bride for his master’s son. So My Spirit seeks true worshippers. He awakens you by My Word, calls you by name, and brings you to Me, the Bridegroom Who awaits you like Isaac waited for Rebecca (Genesis 24:61-67).

The Altar of Trust

My Precious One, I am not asking you to understand every road I lead you down—I am asking you to trust the One Who holds your hand through every unknown (Proverbs 3:5-6). Like Abraham, your silent obedience writes volumes; like Isaac, your willing surrender mirrors My own journey to the Cross (Philippians 2:8). This is the Divine romance of faith: I give you impossible promises, then ask you to lay them on the altar, only to prove I am Yahweh-Jireh—the God Who always provides (Genesis 22:14). Your willingness to surrender what you love most reveals you love Me more. And in that sacred moment, Heaven and earth collide, and your life becomes a living testimony that echoes through eternity: He is faithful. He is good. He is enough (Lamentations 3:22-23).

Prayer

My Faithful One, give me Abraham’s heart—to walk by faith when the path is hidden, trusting You lead me home (Hebrews 11:8). Let my obedience become Our love song, each step of surrender a verse that echoes through eternity (Genesis 22:18). I place my Isaac on the altar, knowing You withheld not Your Son for me, Your beloved bride (Romans 8:32).

Reflection

Like Abraham, I journey not knowing the way, but knowing the One who holds my hand through every wilderness (Isaiah 41:13). My Bridegroom asks for the altar, not to take but to prove His provision—every sacrifice becomes a meeting place with Yahweh-Jireh (Genesis 22:14). In this divine romance, faith is not blindness but the deepest intimacy—trusting His heart when I cannot see His hands (Proverbs 3:5-6).

Yeshua – The Savior Of Fallen Humanity

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In the fullness of time, the Father of Glory, Whose wisdom transcends the ages, sent forth His only begotten Son to declare Heaven’s favor over a race marred by sin (Galatians 4:4-5; John 3:16; Romans 8:3). Though co-equal with God, the Son did not cling to His Divine primacy but emptied Himself, veiling immortal majesty in mortal flesh, that mercy might stoop to embrace the dust of man (Philippians 2:6; John 3:16).

This Divine mission unfolded in Nazareth, a quiet village in Israel. The archangel Gabriel descended with Heaven’s decree to a virgin named Mary, betrothed to Joseph, a descendant of Abraham. “Rejoice, highly favored one,” he proclaimed. “You shall conceive and bear the Son of the Most High.” Thus, the eternal Logos would be made flesh to redeem a world bound in darkness (Luke 1:26-27-32; John 1:5-17; 3:17).

The humble and unknown Virgin Mary received the Word with unwavering faith. No man touched her. Overshadowed by the Holy Spirit, she conceived the Seed of Heaven, Yeshua, the promised Messiah (Matthew 1:23). Faith took root where fear might have reigned. Born in Bethlehem’s simplicity, wrapped in swaddling cloths, the Infinite lay within the arms of the finite. The virgin became Mother Mary, the blessed woman among all women (Luke 1:42).

Far in the East, magi beheld a radiant star piercing the night. Interpreting the celestial sign, they journeyed toward the newborn King of the Jews. Guided by Divine light, they found the Child, bowed in reverence, and laid before Him gifts of Gold for His kingship, frankincense for His Divinity, and myrrh for His sacrificial identity (Matthew 2:1-12; 9-11). Heaven’s Bright Morning Star had arisen, full of grace and truth, to shatter sin’s yoke and the dominion of death (John 1:17; Revelation 22:16).

Without any human force from outside, now God’s Word blazes in believing hearts like holy fire. We are summoned to co-labor in building His Kingdom, a realm of righteousness, peace, and Spirit-born joy. Though we bear Adam’s fractured image, the Spirit of the Lamb, Who was slain before time began, restores His followers to Divine likeness (Genesis 1:27; Revelation 13:8; Jeremiah 23:29; Luke 24:32; 1 Corinthians 3:9; Romans 5:12; Revelation 13:8; Colossians 3:10).

He came not for the righteous but for the ruined, not for the proud but for the powerless. His incarnation was Heaven’s rescue mission. To all who confess Yeshua and receive Him as Lord and Savior, salvation flows freely from God (Mark 2:17; 1 Timothy 1:15; Luke 19:10; Romans 10:9-10; Ephesians 2:8-9). Scripture declares: “None is righteous,” and “No other name under Heaven has been given by which we must be saved” (Romans 3:10; Acts 4:12).

Therefore, every knee shall bow, and every tongue confesses: Yeshua the Messiah is Lord—to the glory of God the Father (Philippians 2:10). This is the Gospel of Hope, which unfolds the dawn of redemption for fallen Humankind.

Prayer: Yeshua, let the wonder of Your incarnation awaken my soul. Wipe my tears, silence my fears, and fill my heart with inexplicable joy. I yield to You, my King, my Savior, my Lord. Amen.

Reflection: Have I surrendered to the King Who humbled Himself to reach me? Is there room in my heart for the Word made flesh—today?