We hear a lot about “foot washing” in the church. And quite honestly, I think the majority of people that I hang with in the Body get it.
We are foot washers extraordinaire.
Happy to take on menial tasks.
First in line to check the boxes on the volunteer sheet and then add, “But will do whatever is needed.”
However…sometimes we are not so good about letting someone wash our feet.
And you know, Jesus did both.
Before He washed the disciples feet, He let a woman who was not even welcomed as a guest to the party, wash His feet.
With her tears.
And dry them.
With her hair.
And so is letting other people do things for you.
Cause its easier and just seems “holier” to humbly serve than to crucify pride and be served.
A few weeks ago, Russ and I were busy packing for the funeral in Iowa, while preparing our home for overnight guests the day we returned. Sarah’s group and another trio were playing the Wild Flour and staying with us after the show.
We are, after all, the Reimer’s….who always manage to pack several life events into the shortest possible time frame.
So as I looked around the house and the disarray of three bedrooms that had become dumping grounds over the winter for all manner of treasures, keepsakes and my extensive collection of …ahem…reading material…I had no idea where to start.
I have a friend who cleans for fun, cleans to de-stress, and cleans to maintain order.
I, on the other hand, eat chocolate, buy more supplies for crafts and wring my hands repeating “I don’t even know where to start….”.
She had offered to help in any way she could, and I knew exactly what she had that I needed.
So on her day off, she came over and in an hour and a half we had all three bedrooms looking snappy with clean sheets and order restored. We talked. We laughed. We conquered.
And I almost didn’t to it. I was almost too embarrassed to ask her for her help. It was….well…
A-W-K-W-A-R-D to make that call…
But I am so glad I did.
It IS a blessing to give…but, Church…it is also a blessing to RECEIVE.
We must learn to be willing to gratefully accept the service of love given to us by others.
God bless you as you find ways to wash feet, and grace to let others wash yours <3