I heard that you washed your friends feet. As God in the flesh, you descended from on high to Earth, where you humbled yourself even deeper, to the status of servant to your friends. You considered all of us your friends, because you had revealed the secrets to the Kingdom of God to us. You shared an intimacy with us that only you had shared with God (although I’m still trying to figure out what that means actually).
It is as if we are there when you first washed our feet. We are there. We were there, with you.
That is very comforting. You humbled yourself to us as friends. You were that humble, O God. You humbled yourself so deeply in humanity that you had friends, so that on the cross you were human completely. So completely you were human that you thought God the Father had forsaken you. You felt that alone.
I thank you, in your humble name. Amen.