Yesterday was Holy Thursday…. the night of the Last Supper as Jesus turned the bread and wine into his very own flesh and thereby instituted the Blessed Sacrament of Holy Communion.
After supper, Jesus took off his outer garments and tied a towel around his waste. He then proceeded to humble himself in a gracious act of servitude as he washed the feet of his disciples. After which he proceeded to go to the Garden of Gethsemane to give himself up to those who wanted him crucified.
He was betrayed by a close disciple, Judas. His closest disciple, Peter, even denied knowing him three times.
Today is Good Friday. This is the day Jesus died for us. He loved us so much that he subjected himself to the most horrific torture known to mankind in those days…. crucifixion!
At 3:00pm today, the Bible says He “gave up his spirit.” In other words… He died.
I want to stop the story right there.
Last night at my church, our Priest reenacted the Last Supper and humbled himself to wash and kiss the feet of each member of our Pastoral Council. I was humbled to have my feet washed by such a Godly man!
I find it difficult to describe how it made me feel actually. I can tell you this much though. .. it brought tears to my eyes as I had my feet washed and I thought not only about my own Priest, but of Jesus.
Here is a man (Jesus) who did so much for the world and He was happy to do it because he loves each and every one of us.
Having my feet washed by my Priest was something I pondered all day today. But it wasn’t until early this afternoon, while I was getting my hair cut by a new stylist that it struck me… like a ton of bricks.
For the purpose of this blog, I will call that stylist “Ms. K” as I don’t like posting people’s names or locations here on my blog.
Today was the first time I had ever been to Ms. K’s hair salon. My wife and I have only recently met Ms. K and her husband, so Ms K and I chatted it up pretty good today. We talked about a lot of things ranging from vacation cruises to the various issues of the day.
My wife and I used to be full time missionaries in Guatemala. http://www.2forChrist.com
Ms K asked me about our missionary work and I was more than excited to share some of our experiences with her. She must have liked the stories as she asked us to come speak at her church. 🙂
There, in that moment, it hit me like a ton of bricks. I figured out something that had always eluded me…. what is it that makes happy people happy?
I have been extremely blessed in life. I have been to more countries than most people even know exist. I have literally seen things that are beyond the imagination of most people.
I have attended more self help seminars and training than any single person ever should. I have read more books and studied more on the subject of “self improvement” than is even remotely close to being called “normal”.
In talking with Ms K, it hit me that the happiest people in the world (and I have seen a bunch of it) are always those people who are committed to doing for others. They have a mindset of humility and service to others. Indeed, to bless others first, just as my dear Priest did last night and my new friend Ms K did today by simply being interested in me as a person.
Therein is why I say the world has it all wrong. It’s not about self help and self improvement. It’s about being like Jesus… loving others more than yourself and blessing everyone you come in contact with.
Thanks for the clarity today Ms K. It blessed me much.