Washing feet
Today I was walking to the Mexican Restaurant when I saw trash on the side of the road and because I read about Carlo Acutis picking up rubbish I got intonthe habit of doing the same. So Im grabbing bags and papers and wraps off the ground. Cups and lids. When one of the bags decided to poor all over one of my feet. I was hurt because it was filthy and I felt it would ruin my early dinner. Then I spilt the rest of the dirty water onto my other feet. Lately, since my hobby of being a master scientist fell flat, or else.... I have spent most of my time in contemplation. It isnt entirely because my mind has grown accustomed to problem solving. A lot of it is genuine love for God and his savior. But it has me sometimes in a bit too deep, interested in things beyond my understanding. One of those being the feet washing, which had me looking at some of the possible meanings for this. Of course it is common knowledge that it was a humbling of spirit for Jesus, although he sta...
