the basin is filled. He ties a towel around his waist. He kneels in service. i feel not worthy. He’s showing me the way – that all are worthy. He gently guides my weathered, callous and tired feet into the basin of water and it quenches the thirst and soothes the hurt from miles of terrain…..all those steps. all those steps that i did or didn’t want to take. He gently reminds me that He was there. in celebration as feet walked on clouds. and in sadness when i couldn’t walk.
He was there at my first step, 42 years ago. and all the other first steps after. into school. onto a ball field. across the state line. into an airplane. onto a ship. among new cultures. down a long church aisle. across the threshold of our home. through hospital doors. during moments of motherhood. by the side of a pool. in newly seeded grass on God’s acre. along main street in mouse ears. in love. in pain. every step.
i still stand.
He has been in stride with all steps. of all sizes. because He’s showing me, by washing my weathered, callous, tired feet, that i’m worthy. if i’m worthy, then we are all worthy of this love. love that’s an action verb. love that is washing feet.
He is there with each step that i take toward another. beside another. carrying another. behind another.
loving steps that will stand for eternity.
John 13: “do you know what I have done to you? You call me Teacher and Lord – and you are right, for that is what I am. So if I, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you also ought to wash one another’s feet. For I have set you an example, that you also should do as I have done to you. Very truly, I tell you, servants are not greater than their master, nor are messengers greater than the one who sent them. If you know these things, you are blessed if you do them.