I don’t think my mom’s idea was religious or based in false sacrifice, but I’ve learned that as a woman who finds it easier to “offer sacrifices” than it is to receive grace – I see the danger that lies within my heart to offer the Lord sacrifices rather than my whole self.
There is such a huge distinction between offering sacrifices in our own pursuit of righteousness and just pouring out our devotion on Jesus. Frankincense, Gold, Myrrh – maybe those offerings by the wise men who visited Jesus seemed superfluous – but they were just treasures poured out for Him in love.
This is such a ripe time for us to check our hearts. Do we pour out our treasures in love or in the hope that our sacrifices negate our need for grace? Let’s make sure it’s reckless abandoned love and worship rather than an attempt at our own atonement – a need that has already been met by the object of our affection.