washing one anothers feet

Washing One Another’s Feet
What does it truly mean to wash one another’s feet?
Picture this: The day’s work is done, and exhaustion weighs heavy on you. Words of kindness feel distant, almost impossible to utter. Then Sunday comes, and you walk into church, weary. Someone asks you to pray, and you try—but halfway through, you falter. The words feel hollow, rehearsed, like mere composition rather than communion.
But then, another voice rises—a brother, a sister—overflowing with fresh spirit, a prayer filled with life. And suddenly, something shifts. Your soul is revived, your burden lifted. This is washing one another’s feet.
Too often, we step into church carrying the weight of a weary spirit. We pray, we read the Word, yet something feels restrained—as if the very air is thick with spiritual fatigue. Perhaps it’s because our feet are defiled, covered in the dust of the week’s struggles, yet no basin has been placed before us.
Yet all it takes is one willing heart—one voice willing to speak life, to offer prayer, to remind us that God is near. And just like that, the whole body is refreshed.
This truth isn’t confined to the walls of the church. In the simplicity of home life, a brother or sister may drop by unexpectedly—sharing fellowship, offering testimony—and suddenly, what felt distant becomes intimate. What was once a barrier between us and God dissolves in an instant. This is washing one another’s feet.
Those who do this—who pour themselves out so others may be renewed—are precious in the Lord’s eyes. Their service glorifies Him, for they bring life where weariness dwells.
When this happens, something awakens within. A renewal deep in the spirit, an infusion of life that courses through our being. What a glorious thing it is—to be plugged back into the indwelling of the Holy Spirit!
Yet today, something seems missing. The church moves on autopilot—running through rehearsed motions, bound by schedules, predictable as a programmed routine:
•	Stand and sing.
•	Sit and listen.
•	Stand and sing again.
•	Pray.
•	Sit for the sermon.
•	Go home.
Where is the living water? Where is the fire that stirs souls, the urgency of the Spirit calling us higher?
Abba Father, awaken your church!
Revive your children, renew our strength. Remove the blinders from our eyes so we may see as You see. Let worship rise from something real—not routine, but revelation!
Let our feet be washed by one another, let our spirits be renewed, let our hearts burn once more for your presence.
Awaken your Church, O Lord.
Amen.