Serving and Stinky Feet

Just a couple of thoughts today. This morning I read a passage that has always amazed me: “Jesus, knowing that the Father had given all things into His hands, and that He had come from God and was going to God, rose from supper and laid aside His garments, took a towel and girded Himself. After that, He poured water into a basin and began to wash the disciples' feet, and to wipe them with the towel with which He was girded” (John 13:3-6, NKJV).

Imagine that: God in human form come down, taking the form of the lowest slave of His day and washing filthy feet! He went on later to tell His followers that He did this to set the example for them that the way of love means to love as He loved, to serve as He served, to deny ourselves. I just finished reading a book on what it was like to be a Christian in the 2nd Century A.D. There was no room for petty disagreements, for seeking self-promotion, but denying self for the sake of others, for “washing the feet” of one another in love, not playing a religious game. Perhaps that’s what missing in the church today: A little self-denial out of love!

So, washed any feet lately?