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 "