I find that I can fathom a lot of things about Jesus. When I think about it, I have a really hard time fathoming that Jesus did anything like washing feet.
“How aptly does it represent to us the whole tenor of his life!” writes Charles Simeon. That’s just the thing: I can pull off a stunt like this once in a while, but it wouldn’t characterize my life. It does, however, characterize God’s. Jesus — second person of the Trinity, the one who holds all things together — is on the floor washing feet.
It’s an action that anticipates the cross. The Jesus who humbles himself enough to wash dirty feet is the one who will lay down his life for his friends (John 15:13).
It’s not a new thought, but it’s hitting me again with full force: that Jesus washing the feet of the disciples is representative of the nature of God himself. What kind of God would wash my feet? How can I ever absorb all that this means?