After a fun morning outside in sandals, enjoying our crazy 80 degree weather, I noticed that Nathan and Bea's feet were quite dirty. We haven't had to wash feet before naps since last summer... and by the end of the summer I probably didn't bother. But the first days of sandaled dirt digging are a contrast to our socked, booted, covered up experience of winter and I felt the urge to wash feet. I was thinking about the best place to do this, when I realized that it was Maundy Thursday. Suddenly a regular kind of kid-cleaning took on a deeper meaning. I got to tell them the story of Jesus washing his friends' feet and we talked about caring for our friends and how God isn't afraid to see our stinky feet.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Washing Feet
After a fun morning outside in sandals, enjoying our crazy 80 degree weather, I noticed that Nathan and Bea's feet were quite dirty. We haven't had to wash feet before naps since last summer... and by the end of the summer I probably didn't bother. But the first days of sandaled dirt digging are a contrast to our socked, booted, covered up experience of winter and I felt the urge to wash feet. I was thinking about the best place to do this, when I realized that it was Maundy Thursday. Suddenly a regular kind of kid-cleaning took on a deeper meaning. I got to tell them the story of Jesus washing his friends' feet and we talked about caring for our friends and how God isn't afraid to see our stinky feet.
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Thank goodness God loves our stinky feet! Not sure where we would be without that- we all have stinky feet :)
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