Monday, April 9, 2012

Dirty, Stinky Feet {77}

Dear Miss Dinah,

Yesterday, Daddy and Gampa dragged a bunch of branches from the yard to near the street. Daddy was going to take them to the dump, but it would have to wait till the end of the week because we'd have to put the sides back up on the trailer. Well, first thing this morning, Mr. Brown, a neighbor from around the corner stopped outside our house and started loading them into his trailer! He said he was just "beautifying the neighborhood." I was incredibly moved by his kind gesture.

But then, about 20 minutes later I heard a truck outside. Mr. Brown had shown back up with a mower and a push broom. He swept the gutters and mowed the grass in front of Bob (neighbor's) sidewalk. I really was humbled by his act of kindness, got down and prayed and thanked God for such an example.

Tonight we read a story about Jesus washing his disciples' dirty feet.
At first they didn't want him to, because they thought he was supposed to be important, and they didn't think that important people should have to do a job like scrubbing stinky feet. It seemed offensive and dishonorable.

But not only did he wash their dirty feet, he charged them to go and wash each other peoples' dirty feet.
Another time he says, “If anyone wants to be first, he shall be last of all and servant of all.”

Most of us want to do great things, to be the greatest, not the least. 

It is a fantastic mystery how the greatest things we can do for God are the humblest, the lowest, the quietest, the dirtiest.

Watching Austin and Daddy work on a motor outside.
I love you.

Mamma <3

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