He came to Simon Peter, who asked Him, “Lord, are You going to wash my feet?” Jesus replied, "You do not realize now what I am doing, but later you will understand."
- John 13:7
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my mom and I were cleaning the bathroom today. The whole of the bathroom. When we got to the toilets and had to scrub the inside with the brush, I caught myself thinking, 'why don't we get the maid to do this...' 'I'm not even getting paid...' I had no problems scrubbing the sink, wiping the faucets, rinsing the floor, but when it came to the inside of the bowl... surely this sort of thing was not what I was put here on this earth to do. This is not my calling - in fact it's the opposite. This type of thing doesn't suit me at all. Manual labour I can handle, I only ask to be kept far away from sinks, drains, orifices of unsanitary receptacles in general.
After we'd finished, when both my mom and I were thoroughly splattered with flecks of soap and water from the bathroom floor, I started thinking - maybe this is a kind of proof. That the true value of the gift is in what it costs the giver. That you are willing to get yourself dirty in order to make something clean.
