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Resisting De-Feet

March6

              I have to admit that part of me did not look forward to the spa treatment I received as part of the Go The Extra Mile (GTEM) award I received at work recently.  My feet are not in good shape.  It’s been a long time since I’ve had a pedicure; what’s more, my feet are not very pretty—not only are they size 10s, but I’m genetically predisposed to bunions; then too, I’ve suffered occasional sprains and a broken ankle and a broken foot, so my feet are . . . well, not very attractive.                 

                However, it was a soothing experience to spend an hour soaking my feet, having dead, rough skin removed,  being massaged with various creams, and even having my nails polished.  Yes, my toenails, which I do not intend to expose in public, are now polished a lovely pale pink.

                But the next day, as I took my shower, I just KNEW that dead skin was beginning to build up again, and I wondered how long I would be able to maintain the beauty of my new feet—such as it was. 

                Of course, my pedicure reminded me Peter’s initial unwillingness to have Jesus wash his feet.  When Peter refused, “Jesus answered him, ‘If I do not wash you, you have no part with me.’  Simon Peter said to Him, ‘Lord, not my feet only, but also my hands and my head!’  Jesus said to him, ‘He who is bathed needs only to wash his feet . . .’” [John 13:5-10].

                I’m  enjoying my softer, more attractive feet.  But it is more important that I maintain an attractive life.  Along with the Psalmist, my prayer is ”Create in me a clean heart, O Lord, and renew a right spirit within me” [Psalm 51:10].

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I am a Christian, a mother and grandmother, a sister, a daughter, a teacher, a widow, a friend. . .  My life is first of all defined by relationships–to God, to my family, to my students, to my friends. Of course, I am many other things: a reader, an e-mail writer, a piano player, and a somewhat reluctant traveler, for example.  And now I am a blogger.  I’m not sure why, except it seems to be a logical next step for someone addicted to e-mail.

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