A woman with a reputation crashes a respectable dinner, weeps over Jesus' feet, and dries them with her hair while the host silently downgrades them both.

Jesus reads the room and tells a story about two canceled debts, then delivers the verdict that reframes every extravagant devotion: her many sins have been forgiven, as her great love has shown. Forgiven much, loving much. Find yourself in that math today.

Simon's problem was not that he loved Jesus too little; it is that he owed, by his own reckoning, so little. Fifty denarii of forgiveness produces fifty denarii of devotion. The woman had no such illusions, and her un-self-conscious extravagance, tears, hair, perfume, was simply accurate bookkeeping: forgiven much, loving much.

Deuteronomy warns of the opposite drift: eat, be satisfied, and start crediting your own hands. The cure for both Simon and success is the same remembering, you were chosen out of love, redeemed from slavery, forgiven a debt you could not touch. Sit with your actual bill today until gratitude gets extravagant.