In the Gospel of John, chapter 13, Jesus washes the feet of His disciples before celebrating the Passover. He had long desired to share this meal with them one last time before going to the Cross to fulfill the Father’s will—to reconcile us to Himself. It wasn’t just the physical pain that weighed on Him, but the deeper anguish of being separated from the Father for the sake of humanity. He was about to take on betrayal, sin, and shame—not His own, but ours.
As I read this passage again, I felt transported back into that upper room. Jesus, fully aware of what was coming, poured out His love on the disciples one more time as He gently washed their feet. In those verses, I felt the love of the Savior anew—and I was reminded of how deeply I need His love again. I need His washing, His cleansing, and above all, His Holy Spirit to strengthen me—to love Him with all that I am, with power and resilience when I’m faced with the same choice: to choose Him above all the other loves that compete for my heart and so easily lead me into betrayal.
Peter loved Jesus passionately, yet in the moment of testing, he failed. Our Lord knew how fickle our human hearts are without His strength and our partnership with Him in prayer.
Abba Father, come again and renew in us the fresh faith, hope, and above all, the love that the saints before us had—washed and wrapped in the love of the Son of God—so our hearts are no longer orphaned. Train us by Your Holy Spirit to resist the schemes of the evil one. Your promise, Your truth, and Your integrity in what You have spoken are our only weapons of warfare. They lead us into joy—joy that disarms the enemy’s tactics, even our own, throughout this desert journey of life.
Let Your joy permeate us. Let it bubble up in every part of our being so we may stand firm in our faith.
Amen Amen SDG
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