Washing Of Feet

Probably one of the most sacred experiences that I've ever had happened during the summer I spent working at a younglife camp in British Columbia. The thing about this camp is that the location is so remote, the only way to get there is by boat or seaplane. This factor contributed to my experince. I remember sitting on a rock at the inlet's edge, looking out into the dark night. I could see the shadows of huge mountains in the distantce. I had never seen stars the way they shined in the Northwest. It was at this time and place where my leader had washed my feet. This was a very sacred interaction. He was doing for me what Jesus had done for hid disciples over 2000 years ago. I remember being very toched in a place deep within my soul. I could feel god's prescence like I'd never felt it before.