The time had come.




As I prepared myself for this evening, I had no idea it would have such an impact on me.

Today, Holy Thursday.

Father Rubin, kneeling  before me, washed my feet.

As He held my foot over the wash basin, I could feel the tears sting.

The humbling honor I felt had no words.

As we face tomorrow, Good Friday, My heart aches but I know rejoicing will soon follow.




"So he got up from the meal, took off his outer clothing and wrapped a towel around his waist. After that, he poured water into a basin and began to wash his desciples' feet "
John13


xoxo Susie


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9 comments:

  1. beautiful post. I can't imagine how I would feel if I had my feet washed that way...I'm sure sobbing would have ensued. Blessings to you this Easter and all the days of your life.

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  3. The image you just painted with words and the image of Francis I washing the feet of a young Muslim woman just about did me in. Feeling the sting of tears. It's almost Friday, but Sunday's coming!

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  4. Hey sweets! Beautiful post! I love your pictures! I have been pinning a ton of bible verses. I hope you and your family have a very blessed Good Friday and A Happy Easter! Big hugs

    Toodles-
    Sarah

    P.s.
    I don't blog from gypsymermaid anymore I changed it to gypsyowl but now I mostly blog on my life as a steel magnolia. It's mostly about crafts I make and home decor!! I hope to see ya drop in! Hugs

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  6. Have a very blessed Easter!

    Judy

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