Like Eve, I cover myself and hide away.
Like Peter, I want to be bathed completely.
Because every day, I am more and more aware of my unworthiness.
My guilt and shame consumes me.
I look down and see my dirty feet, cracked and soiled and unpresentable.
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I hide them. Then I hide my hands. Then my thighs. Then my face. My hair. My eyes. My soul. Everything.
"He poured water into a basin and began to wash his disciples' feet.
"No," said Peter. "You shall never wash my feet."
Jesus answered, "Unless I wash you, you have no part with me."
"Then Lord," Simon Peter replied. "Not just my feet, but my hands and my head as well!'"
We speak of repentance, and I feel my soul crushed by my need for repentance. I want to repent every day of every thing, but I feel that my efforts are never good enough. My prayers are never enough. I am still crushed. Like Peter, I cry out to my Father, "Clean all of me, Lord!"
"Jesus answered, "A person who has had a bath needs only to wash his feet;
his whole body is clean."
Jesus has already cleansed me.
I have already been forgiven.
But I still have dirty feet.
Repentance is good news.
It is recognizing where we have dirty feet,
and recognizing the horror if we keep those feet dirty.
And He promises:
And I will save you.
(Thanks to Rev. John McElwain for his inspiration and teaching on this topic.)