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“and poured water into a basin. Then he began to wash the disciples’ feet, drying them with the towel he had around him.” John 13:5
He washed their feet. All of them.
The one who would betray him.
The one who doubted him even though he’d seen his miracles,
The ones who were racist.
The ones who were just along for the ride,
The ones who didn’t get it.
One could not be a foot-washer without getting down on their knees on the hare floor. A foot-washer dealt with mud, smelly feet and humiliation. It was physically demanding and emotionally draining. Only the lowest of slaves were given the foot-washer job.
No one EVER volunteered for the job of foot-washer. Not kings. Not nobles. Not even blue collar workers wanted the job.
But Jesus did.
It wasn’t the character of the disciples but the love of the master that drove him to his knees to wash their feet. He served those who could never serve him back at that level.
It’s easy to serve those who like you. It’s beneficial to serve those who have the ability and resources to pay back. But those who have nothing to offer? Those who label and ridicule you? That’s another story.
Who is it you need to serve today? Maybe a text message? A phone call? Paying it forward at the coffee shop drive thru? Praying for a random stranger? Servant-hood isn’t easy. It can get messy. But it’s what Jesus would do.
How I suffer in far-off Meshech. It pains me to live in distant Kedar. Psalms 120:5
Have you ever been far from home? You are on vacation or away at school or perhaps your job has taken you away from the familiar surroundings of family and friends.
You love what you do. You have a good life. You feel truly blessed. Yet there is an emptiness, a longing for the stable structure of the familiar?
In Old Testament times Jerusalem and the Temple was home to the Hebrews. It was there that God dwelt. It was in Jerusalem that one felt truly at home socially, ethnically, and emotionally.
But life happened. Through exile and other things the Hebrews were scattered around the Mediterranean world. A few times a year they would go ‘home’ to celebrate God’s goodness, worship His faithfulness and reconnect with family and friends.
When they were with God and His people, life was good. But then the cycle would repeat. Life called them away with a longing for ‘next time in Jerusalem’.
Have you ever felt that longing? Perhaps sin has lured you away? Maybe it’s just the busyness of life. “Weekends are the only time I have for me.” It could be a bad experience when the body of Jesus abused or failed you.
Maybe it’s time to come home. Maybe you need to return to Jerusalem. There is an emptiness when we are far from Jesus. An emptiness he never intended.
Don’t allow the failure of people or the busyness of life keep you from enjoying Jesus!
