The betrayer looked down at the Messiah.
Hate churning in his soul.
Deception being plotted in his mind.
With toes dripping wet.
Yet love washed away the day's dirt roads.
In full knowledge.
While willing to die.
Let this mind be in you which was also in Christ Jesus,
who being in the form--essence--of God, did not consider it
robbery to be equal with God, yet made himself of no
reputation, taking on the form of a bondservant,
and coming in the likeness--the outward appearance--as a man."
Let this mind be in you--in me--willing to wash the betrayer's feet, as our eyes are set on the Lover of our souls.
It is Maundy Thursday. We remember him.
Bringing it home...
How is he calling you to follow in his footsteps?