Broken Fragrance On The Floor

The last jar is broken.
For years it held the oil in silence.

Now it has been poured out —
one jar, many colors, beautiful in its breaking.
From it flows a golden oil, fragrant and alive.
It keeps pouring, filling, transforming —
moving through people and lands without end.

This oil is born of living worship,
an offering rising upward.
It carries life.
It opens hearts to receive what is holy.

Celebrate, beloved —
your last jar has been broken.
The oil is free now.
Its purity, no longer confined.