In the chapel, the community came together
the disciples, all of us disciples
slowing down, after the rush to arrive
But we stopped, to follow Christ’s example
to be servants to one another,
to wash our neighbor’s feet
Around the circle the basin, the towel went
each of us in turn, being the servant
being the one being served
Joining together,
none better than the master
who bowed before the disciples
a towel around his waist
setting our example
washing their feet
April 25, 2008
Walk to Emmaus
John 13:1-17
Friday, April 25, 2008
Washing Feet
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