Tonight as I sat worshipping on the floor one of the precious girls who has been rescued from her life of prostitution sat in front of me and began to massage my legs. My initial reaction was to freak out and not receive the love she was offering, but thankfully I kept it inside. To reject her offer of love would have been a rejection of her. So often it is hard to receive; I do not feel worthy or want to make anyone do something they do not wish to. But she desired to serve me, so I let her. At first I cringed inside because I had not shaved in a long time, and I cringed even more when she began to massage my feet that now have dirt from many continents embedded in them. But I discovered she was not bothered by these things; she did not even seem to notice them. Soon I began to relax and continue worshipping the Lord.
As she served me, God told me that He is lower and more humble than her. I cannot comprehend how this could be true, but I know it is. He also showed me how He loves me the way she did and more. God’s view of us is so much greater than culture where my long leg hair is not accepted. He sees past our silly ideas about what beauty is and straight into my heart.
I am so thankful for my God who came not to be served by to serve. I am so thankful that He chooses to associate with me and to love me no matter what. How can we comprehend the love of this God?
