When foot washing gets sticky . . .
My husband and I were having lunch in a local restaurant with three of our grandchildren. They had finished eating their meal and were rewarded with milkshakes. While they were happily chatting and enjoying each other, I knocked over Susanna’s milkshake. I was upset because I thought she would be. Of course, there was no server around to help us mop up and we quickly ran out of napkins.
As I was becoming more agitated, Susanna put her hand on my arm and said, “Gramma, it’s all right.”
Sometimes foot washing is not in the form of physical service, but in the form of calming the spirit. How sweet grace is. As we continued to enjoy what was left of the milkshakes, with that table covered in napkins and ice cream, Susanna was content with the little that was left for her, and I was content that she was content—a lesson learned for Gramma.spilt milkshake
Philippians 4: 11-13 . . .for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstance. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through him who gives me strength.