A recent topic of conversation, for some very strange reason, between my friends and I has been the things that gross us out the most. I mentioned that the thing that makes me just want to spit is the idea of skin. Yes...skin. Let's just put it this way...I used to be a nursing major and had to take an Anatomy course, during which we studied skin in every little minute detail. I've never looked at it the same since that class. Of course, when any random topic comes up it always amazes me at how God can pull together that topic and something that He wants to teach me.
This morning, as I was doing my devotions, I was reading the account of Jesus washing the disciples feet. This story has never really hit me like it did this morning. Jesus, the King of Kings and Lord of Lords, got down on His hands and knees in front of His disciples and cleaned their filthy, smelly, calloused feet with His own two royal, majestic, holy hands. I got to thinking about the process of washing someone's feet. The idea is to remove the dirt and dead skin from that person's feet and to make them soft and clean.
I then, of course, started to think about how disgusting the idea of washing someone else's foot really is. I am pretty sure that it could qualify for its own episode of "Dirty Jobs." My Lord cleaned other people's feet. He did the dirty work in this case and He did it willingly and completely out of love. Jesus was setting the example for His disciples who sat in that very room with Him that night, and He was setting the example for us today.
If I am a Christian, I claim to be a follower of Christ. I look to Him as my example and my leader. If all of what I just wrote is true, then shouldn't I be following His example. Shouldn't I be doing the dirty jobs? If you are a Christian shouldn't you be doing the dirty jobs too?
Perspective check. Are you choosing to live like the Master, or are you choosing to be the Master and set your own standards?
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