John 13:3-8
Jesus knew that the Father had put all things under his power, and that he had come from God and was returning to God; so he got up from the meal, took off his outer clothing, and wrapped a towel around his waist.
Can you imagine what it would be like to know to the core who you are, where you came from and where you are going? What would it feel like to know with confidence to Whom you belong and Whose power fills you? I read this and felt awed at the freedom Jesus experienced to live fully aware and assured that He came from God and would return to God. It empowered Him for whatever God would call Him to do next, whether that would be washing feet, raising the dead, or hanging on a cross.
I love what comes next! Jesus knows that all things are under His power so, He gets up and wraps a towel around His waist!
Is this what is at the center of Divine Love and infinite power — a foot-washer?
Rather than POWER initiating any sort of domination, it inspired Jesus to bow before His creatures and wash their feet! These were not the feet of kings or conquering warriors. They belonged to young men still figuring themselves out and often, clueless to the One in their midst. I guess they were feet much like yours and mine.
I remember the first time that someone washed my feet. It was at a retreat and all of the participants sat in a circle waiting for…we did not know what? Then, the priest entered with a bowl of water and a towel and I, like Peter, wanted out of there! My heart wrenched and my insides cried out, “No! Don’t wash my feet! They are dirty. I’m not worthy!” And, then I heard these words, “Unless I wash you, you have no part with me”…and it hit me! If I cannot let this man of God wash my feet, how will I ever let Jesus die for me? So I sat back in surrender and as my feet were washed and wrapped, the grace of God enfolded me and the pride within me broke! Tears flowed and my heart filled with gratitude! Then came the realization that this is where I’ve come from and where I will return one day…
to a God who kneels before me to wash my dusty feet, and Who, with all things under His power, hung on a cross to cleanse the whole of me with love.
“Lord, I can hardly contain my tears at the thought of Your love! I feel so far from being like You and it makes me sad. Fill me with foot-washing love so that I might love you back…and love others with the same power and assurance that comes from knowing that I came from You and will return to You, someday. Amen.”
How about you?
How would you feel having your feet washed by Jesus?
Do you feel any hesitation?
Do you know where you came from and where you will return?
Jesus can give you the peace your heart seeks and can be your full assurance that you are loved. Let Him wash your feet.
Worship
WOW!
Beautiful words and precious picture with aspens and flower in toes:). I’ve often wanted to wash feet. But not so much get mine washed!!! Bless you
Tears.
This is so good and touches me where my pride lives. I remember having my feet washed in a similar scene as you describe. I actually got up and left the room for over a half hour and returned once I knew it was over … only to be the next one in line to get my feet washed. As it happened, I felt the fight and resistance leave me. Almost like a hard crust that encased me had cracked and fell away. I thank God to this day for pursuing me and not letting me skip that moment.
I so needed that today. Beautiful for my heart and soul. I need strength. I do not feel worthy and it makes me very sad and discontent. I love this cousin