I can hear the others
shocked to see the Master
stripped as a servant
bowing before us
coming forward
around the upper room
washing each one of our feet
each of us in turn
Christ washed my feet
to remind me I am a servant
no servant greater than the Master
and Christ humbled himself
none of us better
all to be servants
offering love to our neighbors
to all whom we meet
April 10, 2012
John 13:1-17, 31b-35
Exodus 12:1-4, 11-14
1 Corinthians 11:23-26
Psalm 116:1-2, 12-19
and Meditation by Pastor Ruth L. Foss
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A Handmaiden of the Lord
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April 5, 2012
Maundy Thursday
April 21, 2011
Lent
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Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Christ washed my feet
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