Wash Away.

After the Last Supper, Christ washed the disciples feet.

That has always blown my mind.

On the night before Christ sacrificed His life for all mankind, the disciples should have been washing His feet, not the other way around.

But no. What were the disciples doing? They were arguing.
"No, I'm the better disciple."
"No I am!"

While they are fighting, Christ is reaching for the water basin.

These hands will be pierced tomorrow. Why are they scrubbing dirty feet today?

John tried to convince Jesus to destroy the city. Don't wash his feet.
James wanted special treatment and a seat of honor. Don't kneal before him.
And Peter? He lost faith in you out on the water. Why serve him?
And Judas? Those same feet you are washing are about to sneak off to the Roman soldiers to turn you in. He doesn't deserve your affection!

So why did He do it?

Jesus saw it as a necessity to wash their feet. "If I don't wash your feet, you're not one of my people." - John 13:8

I often find it hard to understand God's kindness. In washing the disciples feet, Jesus is washing ours. We are part of this story. We are at the table. That's us receiving cleansing, not from dirt, but from our sins.

Jesus cleansed us because we can't cleanse ourselves. We can't remove our own sin. Our dirty, grimy feet must be in His hands.

When we recognize our own filth, Jesus dresses Himself as a servant, and washes away the darkest part of our lives.

Let him wash you in mercy and forgiveness, so you can in turn shower that same mercy on others.