Friday, August 26, 2016

A Mundane Sacred Moment

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Jesus knew that the Father had given him authority over everything and that he had come from God and would return to God. So he got up from the table, took off his robe, wrapped a towel around his waist, and poured water into a basin. Then he began to wash the disciples’ feet, drying them with the towel he had around him.

John 13:3-5 (NIV)

The Mundane

My son has a thing for smells.  He always has.  He used to be able to tell me that important ingredients were missing from his meal by just smelling it.  He would stick his nose in people’s necks and take a deep breath. Smells are his thing.  Touch is his thing too.  His first spoken word at 4 years old was 'tickle'. He has a nightly ritual that starts with his command of ‘rub head’.  He leans on me and offers his shoulder for a squeeze. Touch is his thing.

Maybe because he doesn’t absorb his nutrients well, or maybe he’s not drinking enough water or not having enough fatty acids, but his skin is very dry.  When he got older and became more independent, and would dress himself, but would pour or drink the body lotion, the lotion applications to his person became less and less frequent.  His feet are how hard and dry.

The Moment

Have you ever had one of those moments when disconnected, floating facts came together into a powerful whole unit?  That’s what happened when I realized that I can combine the 2 things he was into, and build connection with my son. I decided to get therapeutic grade, edible essential oils and coconut oil. The beautiful aromas are known to be helpful with moods and a range of other things. I’m not sure if it helped his mood directly. But he loves to smell his oils. So I add one drop to his wrist, and ask him to smell it. I ask him to choose which two oils her wants and he does.  Then, he presents his feet. And I massage them.  Sometimes, I’m in a hurry to get through this ritual. But sometimes, I remember that this is a gift.  I put myself at the center of two favorite things and created an interaction with him that has been wonderful for us both. 

The Ministry

Yesterday, while rubbing his feet, I looked down and took a mental picture of my hands on his feet. If I stepped outside myself, the scene looked menial, like a chore. It’s not magical like rubbing your infant's feet.  But it was beautiful. And I saw Jesus, washing his disciples feet, and remembered about servanthood, and sacred moments and the God that enjoys meeting us in the menial, mundane, difficult tasks and illuminating His presence.  I received the gift of being able to worship through service while giving the gift of deep pressure and lovely smells to my son’s feet.  All this in my ministry to dry, cracked feet. 

I could never have imagined all the ways that God would reveal Himself as I travel on this spectrum road.

Lord, Thank you for the gift of mundane tasks.  You give us the opportunity to practise your Presence in these tasks over and over, allowing us the chance to see that you are everywhere, in everything, transforming mundane into sacred. Today, please open our eyes to the mundane sacred moments that we will encounter. Open our hearts to worship you as we engage.
Amen.
- Faith


5 comments:

  1. Wow! I used the washing of the disciples feet in my post yesterday! Great minds! <3

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    1. 'Wow!' is definitely what I said. After I completed the post, I saw yours! Look at God.

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