Way too often, my pride gets in the way of serving You. Way too often, I think myself too valuable for the menial tasks of everyday service. Forgive my arrogance, teach me how to love by my service…not simply my words.
Two centuries ago on this day, You demonstrated for us how we are to represent You as kingdom ambassadors. Not by ruling wisely…not by great deeds worthy of praise, but by simply becoming a servant to all.
In our culture, humbling experiences are to be avoided…we are above being demeaned by others…used by others…that is beneath us.
How wrong my haughty attitude has been. When You knelt and washed Your followers’ feet I was broken…but too often I forget.
Humble me when I forget.
Scripture: “Before the Passover celebration, Jesus knew that his hour had come to leave this world and return to his Father…So he got up from the table, took off his robe, wrapped a towel around his waist, and poured water into a basin. Then he began to wash the disciples’ feet, drying them with the towel he had around him.” John 13: 1,5