He Washed My Feet Anyway

I ran. He found me.

I cried. He soothed me.

I cursed. He corrected me.

I wept. He wept.

I sinned. He forgave me.

I tried. He sang for me.

I hurt. He hurt for me.

I was still. He spoke.

I forgot. He reminded me.

I fell. He caught me.

I lost. He loved.

I escaped. He pursued.

I fought Him. I denied Him. I rejected Him.

He washed my feet anyway.

If I ride the wings of the morning, if I dwell by the farthest oceans, even there your hand will guide me, and your strength will support me. I could ask the darkness to hide me and the light around me to become night— but even in darkness I cannot hide from you. To you the night shines as bright as day.
Psalms 139:9‭-‬12 NLT

Jesus replied, “You don’t understand now what I am doing, but someday you will.” “No,” Peter protested, “you will never ever wash my feet!” Jesus replied, “Unless I wash you, you won’t belong to me.”
John 13:7‭-‬8 NLT

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