Prayer: "A Prayer for Washing Feet" by Macrina Wiederker

Jesus:
Is it really you kneeling before me
with that bowl of water in your hands?
I’d feel more comfortable if we could trade places.
I wouldn’t mind kneeling before you,
but you before me?
I can’t let you love me that much.
Your piercing eyes
suddenly heal my pride.
I’m able to accept your gift of love
and I am blessed.
O Gift Giving God
I blush with the memory
of gifts I’ve refused
because they weren’t given
my way.

Source: Seasons of Your Heart: Prayers and Reflections, pp. 109-110, adapted slightly.