Sitting At His Feet

Miss Mamie and Mrs. Mozelle were household words at my house.  Each Sunday morning my family took these two elderly ladies to church, because neither of them drove -- I don't think they didn't even owned a car.  Shortly after Mrs. Mozelle's death, Miss Mamie came to live with us so we could care for her -- she was cripple.  One of the tasks I shared with my sister was washing Miss Mamie's feet.  Although I did so with love and kindness, I can't say it was something I eagerly stood in line to do!

Oh, what awaits us at the Feet of Christ.  Sadly, that doesn't seem to be a place we are eager to occupy.  So many things steal away those precious moments when we are bowed in heart and mind to God's great blessings and spiritual truths.  I love what Wesley L. Duewel writes, "Let us sit at the feet of God.  Let us listen for His Word.  Let us turn to the lives of some of the heroes of faith to see how they were able to see God's power released and God's answers made known."  Have you ever thought about becoming a "hero of faith?" I can't say it has ever been a goal of mine, but why not?  Maybe the defining difference in mighty men and women of God are the times they sit at the Feet of God.  One thing I know -- there's no waiting in line there!

Dear Lord,

Draw me to You so You can pour out Yourself on me, and make me mighty in Your Spirit.  In Jesus' Name, Amen.