Thursday, March 24, 2005

"You Shall Never Wash My Feet"

My pastor came out to preach the sermon at tonight's service wearing only a T-shirt and a bath towel and carrying a bowl of water. "What did you expect," he asked, "a man in a white dress and a nine-foot necktie and a nice, polite sermon?" Meanwhile, I, sitting perilously close to the front, was terrified that he was going to call me up to wash my feet. I can only imagine how Peter and the disciples felt.

Pastor could have ended the sermon right there, and I would have already been much blessed by it, but he went on to preach a wonderful sermon about how Maundy Thursday shows us that God gives us what we neither expected nor wanted and it turns out to bless us beyond what we could have hoped for.