They came unexpectedly. Two of them following a man with a jar – he pointed me out, and then disappeared as the others hurried towards me. I recognised them immediately; they were followers of Him, the teacher.
We had spoken before, this teacher and I, He spoke wisely and seemed somehow to be able to look inside my very soul.
We had discussed money, something that I was very fond of, but He seemed to think that I should give more away, help the local poor, reach out to those in need around me. I was a little taken aback; after all, who was this man to tell me what I should do with my own money?
But He sowed a seed, and it really got me thinking. It was as if He knew it would, as if He even knew the outcome of my thinking.
Then of course it happened, his two disciples arrived and asked for my upper room so that they and the teacher could share the Passover together.
Here was my chance, to show Him that I had been thinking about our conversation. I welcomed the party and told them I would prepare it for them.
They went back to give Jesus the news and I went straight to the room that had not been used for a while and needed a good clean. I spent the afternoon cleaning everywhere, making it ready to receive Him.
It was not too long before they showed up. Everyone looked hot and bothered, He smiled at me as I had said nothing about charging Him for the use of the room. He knew I was beginning to change.
He asked me for a bowl of water, which I provided and then to everyone’s amazement He bent down and washed his disciples’ feet. I have never seen a teacher, a leader do that before. Who was this man who turned the norm on its head and changed everything from the inside out?
With many peaceful blessings