The story...
I've a hard time rubbing, let alone washing, my feet - I was born inflexible. If I work at stretching for about six months, my "stretchability," is closer to normal. Six months is six times longer than the one month it seems to take for my muscles to return back to their more normal state of inflexibility.
Like many people, I was also born with a selfish sort of nature. I cooperated with others while I focused on working out a safe and comfortable life that I was proud of. Although I was primarily motivated by a need to be loved, I wanted to win in the game of life and associate with people who might help me along the way. Since humans seem to all want the same "thing," I learned to be more flexible with my interpersonal interactions and relationships.
Strangely, even the Lord Jesus the Christ's disciples exhibited selfishness and pride as they argued about who was best at the last supper before Jesus was crucified (Luke 22:24). Yes, we're prone to be selfish. On the same night of the disciples argument, He knelt down and washed each of the twelve's feet. When it was Peter's turn, he resisted this feet washing by his Lord. Jesus replied "If I do not wash you, you have no part in Me" (John 13:8). Maybe He's letting Peter know that he's clean yet needs to wash off the "dirt" of daily life to stay "clean" and rightly related to God through Him. Jesus washed Peter's feet knowing, and sharing with Peter too, that Peter would publicly disown Him three times before the rooster crowed. Yes, Peter would need his feet washed again.
The only church in town will learn the need to live a righteous life in Christ. One that's able to bear fruit in all circumstances - they way God worked out the perfect life in Jesus the Christ. That means, for those with a nature like mine: confessing sin, washing dirt off my feet, and returning to that "right" relationship with our Holy Father through Christ.
Just for today...
"With a new and sincere humility, I asked God to remove my shortcomings . . . I want to be ready for shortcomings to be removed, and I will do what I can to prepare. I can develop a non-judgmental awareness of myself, accept what I discover, and be fully willing to change. But I lack the power to heal myself. Only God can do that." Courage to Change (p. 31)
"I washed my feet yet they're dirty again - slipped to my normal way; It's lonely and anxious on my own - why have I left my Friend?" Am I a poet?