Thursday, 13 April 2017


This week, many churches re-enact the story of Jesus washing the disciples’ feet before the Last Supper. The priest washes the feet of 12 people representing the disciples. You can bet that the chosen 12 have ensured that their feet, (or foot, because usually one foot is washed to speed the whole procedure), are/is as clean as could be, to avoid embarrassment during the re-enactment.

At the time of Jesus, however, things were different. Streets were not as modern and clean as they are now in our towns and cities. They were dusty, muddy if it rained, and no doubt full of deposits from horses, camels and cattle. People wore sandals or even walked in bare feet.

So when they entered a house as guests washing their feet must have been an essential task rather than the symbolism it is in today’s churches. A task left to the servants to undertake.

When Jesus offered, insisted even, in washing His disciples’ feet He was teaching them, and us, a very important lesson.

Here is God Himself, born in poverty, raised in poverty, living in poverty, submitting Himself to perform a task reserved for servants.

Perhaps the disciples didn’t understand the significance of what Jesus had just done. Maybe we don’t understand it ourselves right now.

Yet, He was preparing for an even greater submission and humiliation for us.

Dying a most horrible and painful death on the Cross.

Just for us.


  1. Somber reflections as we embrace the reality of what Friday held!
    Blessings, My Friend!

    1. Too true, Lulu.

      May you have a prayerful Holy Week. God bless you always.

  2. Beautiful thoughts, my friend. Thank you for sharing. God bless you. :)

  3. While reading Fridays Gospel today, my eyes started to water but I've read this Gospel every year but I can't recall my eyes ever getting wet this way. As I kept reading, a tear rolled down from my Right eye and after I finished, I wondered why my Left eye could not produce a tear?

    By the way Victor #1, when I was an altar boy serving High Latin Mass, our French priest Father Francis chose me as one of the twelve that would have their feet washed and believe it or not, my feet were not always that clean back then.

    Happy Easter

    God Bless

    1. Happy Easter to you and your family. May God bless you all.



God bless you.