Jesus is washing my feet, our eyes meet
and I can see the love he has
as it flows from Him to me
it fills up my very being
And in that instant I know,
that I can’t keep this love to myself
I cannot and will not contain it just within me
This unconditional, uncondemning love
needs to flow freely from me,
to those surrounding me
Because this love is what was given freely,
It floes from Him
The kind of love that washes feet.
‘Jesus, knowing that the Father had given all things into His hands, and that He had come from God and was going to God, rose from supper and laid aside His garments, took a towel and girded Himself. After that, He poured water into a basin and began to wash the disciples’ feet, and to wipe them with the towel with which He was girded. So when He had washed their feet, taken His garments, and sat down again, He said to them, “Do you know what I have done to you? You call Me Teacher and Lord, and you say well, for so I am. If I then, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you also ought to wash one another’s feet. For I have given you an example, that you should do as I have done to you. Most assuredly, I say to you, a servant is not greater than his master; nor is he who is sent greater than he who sent him. If you know these things, blessed are you if you do them.’John 13:3-5,12-17
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