Called To Be An Apostle
By Kim Roberts
Each year, our parish observes Holy Thursday by washing the feet of 12 parishioners to symbolize Christ washing the feet of his 12 apostles – our first bishops and priests. The parishioners are chosen from the young adults that are about to be confirmed and their parents, ministry leaders, volunteers, etc.
This year, my youngest daughter, who is being confirmed, was blessed to be asked to be one of the 12 disciples along with her father. I was so excited that they were invited to participate.
It brought to mind when I had the honor, several years ago, to have my feet washed alongside my son during his confirmation year. I remember being a little apprehensive, at first, because I didn’t know what to expect. I had been to the service many times before, but didn’t pay close attention to what actually went on at the altar.
Luckily, everything was explained, and we were well prepared. What I wasn’t prepared for was how I felt during the actual washing of my feet. We walked up to the altar and sat in chairs facing the congregation. Each of us knew to remove our right shoe after we sat down and wait for the priest and deacon to come by with a basin, pitcher of water and towel.
Time seemed to stand still as I waited my turn. Then, much to my surprise, as the priest kneeled before me and poured the water over my foot and prayed, I felt a wave of emotion like I’ve never felt before. Tears rolled down my cheek. I was so overcome with the symbolism of the moment and what it represented that I didn’t even realize I was crying.
I will always treasure that moment in time, and I am so grateful that I was able to share it with my son mere days before he was confirmed.
I am equally overjoyed that my husband and daughter were able to share the same memory prior to her confirmation. What a gift for all of us to have the Holy Spirit working through us in such a special way.