Feet Feet Feet


One must stop during packing, shopping & organizing the household to get a pedi. Why? Two weeks of walking around Martin. I needed a moment to relax but as I sat there all I could do is think of all the things left on my list to do before leaving. About 2/3 of the way through my pedi I looked at the lady washing my feet and I instantly thought of Jesus. He was washing the disciples’ feet. I’m not a foot person and I don’t think I could touch let alone wash anyone else’s feet, ever. Here she was smiling, talking to me and massaging my feet.

Big feet, small feet, girl feet, boy feet. Feet, feet, feet. God has been preparing mine and 39 additional pairs of feet to walk around Martin loving the people/students.

Let the adventure begin!