Sermon 612. Jesus Washing His Disciples' Feet
DELIVERED ON SUNDAY MORNING, JANUARY 29, 1865,
BY C. H. SPURGEON, AT THE METROPOLITAN TABERNACLE, NEWINGTON.
"Then He came to Simon Peter: and Peter said unto Him, Lord, do You wash my feet?" John 13:6.
OUR Savior had so steadfastly set His face towards the awful sufferings of His passion that when they actually approachedHe was not in the slightest degree disturbed or disconcerted. If you were perfectly aware that tomorrow morning, after a nightof terrible agony, you would be led forth to acruel and ignominious death you would probably feel like men distracted with terrible apprehensions. At any rate, if throughDivine Grace you were able to be calm and peaceful, your mind would scarcely be in a fit state to minister consolation toothers, or to conceive new methodsof instruction for your friends.
But behold your Lord and Master! It is eventide of the same night in which He was betrayed. He foreknows that the bloody sweatwithin an hour or two will crimson all His flesh. He is well aware that he who is eating bread with Him will that night betrayHim. He foresees that He must feel the Romanscourge and be the victim of Jewish slander. He knows right well that He must bear all the wrath of God on the behalf ofHis people. And yet He sits at supper. He feasts as if no unusual cloud were lowering. And when the supper is over His inventivemind is fully at work withadmirable plans of instruction for His disciples and among the rest He takes off His upper garment.
He wraps Himself about the loins with a towel. He goes to them as they are reclining at full length around the table and comingbehind them He begins to wash the feet of first one, and then another! What blessed calmness of mind! What hallowed serenityof spirit! O that our hearts were equallyfixed on God in our days of trial and grief! Without question we may go further and take most solemn notice that there wasin the near approach of death a joy in Jesus' heart into which no stranger could enter.
Now was about to be accomplished that which He had longed for. Did He not say, "I have a Baptism to be baptized with and howam I straitened till it is accomplished. With desire have I desired to eat this Passover with you before I die"? Did thisaccount for His giving out a hymn of praise on thatdoleful night? "After supper they sang a hymn." Did that account for His adding these remarkable words-"Now is the Son ofMan glorified and God is glorified in Him"? Did His joy in the prospect of what He was about to accomplish for His peopleswell to the very highest justabout the time when the fountains of the depths of His griefs were about to be broken up and His spirit to be flooded inagony as He cried, "My soul is exceedingly sorrowful, even unto death"?
O to know His joy-the joy of loving even unto death! Let us come at once to the teaching of the Savior and let it be surroundedwith an unusual interest because of the fact that it is His dying teaching. Let us see Him as He girds Himself with the towel,remembering that He was soon to begirt with the bands of death! Let us see Him, I say, with a more profound interest because He is just upon the verge ofthese terrible depths where all the waves and billows of Jehovah's justice dashed over Him.
His sermon beginning, "Let not your heart be troubled," is His swan song. These are the last drops of His life that He isnow spending-at the supper table you have the wine which He keeps until now. As we see Him washing His disciples' feet weshall discover choice love worthy of the lastsolemn hour of departure. We shall take the text in four ways. First here is matter for enquiry, "Lord, do You wash my feet?"Secondly, here is matter for admiration-"Lord, do You wash my feet?" Thirdly, here is matter for gratitude. Fourthly, hereis matter for imitation.
I. HERE IS MATTER FOR ENQUIRY. We know that the Savior washed the feet of Peter, but does He wash our feet, also? We do notexpect, of course, the literal transaction to take place. But is there anything in the conduct of Christ now analogous toHis washing Peter's feet when on earth? He has washedall Believers, once and for all, in His most precious blood.
But of this we do not speak this morning. Cleansing, as before the bar of justice, is completely accomplished forever forall the chosen by the great blood-shedding upon Calvary. That is a matter of the past-a thing for which to bless God for alleternity. "We are clean, through Jesus' bloodwe are clean." But here is another kind of washing-not of the entire man, but of the feet only. Not with blood, but withwater-not in the fountain filled from the Savior's veins-but in a basin filled with water. Does our Lord Jesus do anythingof this kind now? DoeHe do anything so humbling to Himself and yet so needful for us?
We answer, yes, He does. And, first, does not the Savior perform an action parallel with this when He watches over the temporalaffairs of His people? You know, Beloved, that not a hair of your head falls to the ground without His care. In all your afflictionsHe is afflicted, and as the Angel ofGod's Presence, He saves you and carries you. Your most trifling trouble may be taken in prayer to Christ and spread beforeHim with as much certainty of deliverance as when Hezekiah spread Sennacherib's letter before the Lord-for Jesus waits tobe gracious to His own. Inevery transaction we should adore the providential care of our great Shepherd and Friend for the government is upon Hisshoulders.
Now, when Jesus thus superintends your mean affairs, looks to your family troubles and bears your household cares, sayingunto you, "Cast all your care on Me, for I care for you," is He not, in effect, doing for you what He did for Peter? Is Henot washing your feet-for He is caring for yourlowest part and minding the poor dust-stained body. O King of Glory, the stars would not make a crown worthy of You! Thetempest is but a poor chariot for Your Glory and the winds are but slow coursers to be harnessed to Your cart. And yet Youstoop from all this greatness toobserve man, who is less than a worm! To observe me-less than the least of all Your saints-and to care for me as a mothercares for her child!
It is even so! He does do it-He does, in this sense, wash His people's feet! When Jesus Christ puts away from us day by dayour daily infirmities and sins, does He not wash our feet? Last night, when you bowed the knee, you could not help confessingthat there had been much in the week'stransactions which was not worthy of your standing and profession. And even tonight, when the engagements of this day areover, you will have to mourn that you foolishly committed the very sins which you repented of weeks ago.
You will have to admit that you have fallen again into the very sloughs of folly and sin from which special Grace deliveredyou long ago. And yet Jesus Christ will have great patience with you! He will hear your confession of sin! He will say, "Iwill, be you clean." He will again apply the bloodof sprinkling-He will speak peace to your conscience and remove every spot. Oh, it is a great act of eternal love when Christ,once and for all absolves the sinner, takes him from under the dominion of the Law and puts him into the family of God! Butwhat long-suffering andpatience there is when the Savior, with much long-suffering, bears the daily follies of the recipient of so much mercy!Day by day and hour by hour He puts away the constant sin of the erring but yet beloved child!
To dry up a flood of sin is something marvelous-but to endure the constant dropping of daily sins-to bear with that constantweary trying of patience, this is Divine, indeed! To blot out the whole of sin like a thick cloud is a great and matchlesspower, as well as Grace-but toremove the mist of every morning and the damp of every night-oh, this is condescension! I wish I could describe it-it iscondescension well imaged in the washing of Peter's feet. Consider again. Our poor prayers which are very much the feet ofour soul-since withthem we climb to Heaven, with them we run after God-our poor prayers always need washing!
It is oftentimes easier, Brothers and Sisters, to do a thing over at once than it is to mend and patch up a work which hasbeen badly done by others. Then what patience it must require in Christ's case to take my poor, imperfect and polluted prayersand make them fit to be presented before HisFather's face! There are His own prayers for me-I thank Him for them-for they prevail. But I cannot help also blessing Himthat He should take my prayers and put them into the censer and offer them before His Father's face-for I am certain thatbefore they can havebeen fit to offer they must have experienced a deal of washing.
John tells us that He offers "the prayers of saints"-this is humbling Himself, indeed! Oh, how much of redundancy must havebeen taken away from our petitions when we have asked for what we ought not to have desired! How much of omission must havebeen made up when we have forgotten to askfor the things which we most needed! How much of unbelief He must take out of our prayers! How much coldness, deadness ofheart! How much formality, wandering of thought! O how much holy life and unction, holy faith and holy joy, must the dearRedeemer infuse into our supplicationsbefore they are fit to come up before the ears of the Lord God of Hosts! Yes, in patiently bearing with my prayers He doesdaily wash my feet.
Think again. Jesus makes our works acceptable. These may be compared to the soul's feet. It is by the feet that a man expresseshis activity-the walk of a Christian-by this we mean the good works which the Christian performs for his Master. But lookat our works! If Christ would simplythrow all our good works into a heap and let them rot, that would be most deserving of them. If He would take our almsgiving,our preaching, our teaching of others, our prayers and thoughts and works all together and just cast them into Tophet's fire-howdare we complain? Butinstead of that He is not unrighteous to forget our work of faith and labor of love, but counts that here His Father isglorified in that we bear much fruit.
We remember to have heard of someone who made sugar out of old rags. But then it was found that the sugar cost a great dealmore than the sugar was worth. The manufacture cost was more than the goods were worth when produced. And judging from ourpoint of view, this is something like our works.Jesus Christ makes sweetness out of the poor rags of our good works-surely I may say they cost Him more in the manufacturingthan ever the raw material could have been worth, or the finished works themselves are worth, except in His esteem. CouldHe not, if He pleased, convertmen without our preaching? But He will not do it! He would rather that they should be brought in by our imperfect preachingand therefore He washes our preaching-He washes our feet!
Could He not save sinners without you, my Sister-without you, my Brother? And yet He sets you longing after souls and opensyour mouth to speak a good word to them. And He accepts what you do! But oh, what condescension is there! What tenderness,what Divine stooping from His loftiness, thatHe should cleanse our works! It is more than He ever did for angels! When an angel had defiled his service, He banishedhim from Heaven. But with all the imperfection of our service, we expect that in Christ we shall be welcomed into Heaven withthe words, "Well done, good andfaithful servant."
If you want other instances of the familiar condescension of Christ, let me remind you of how patiently He is content to sufferin His people's sufferings. Not a pang shoots through that head of yours but Jesus knows and feels it! Not a grief makes thatbosom heave in which Christ is not apartaker. "I will make all their bed in their sickness." Oh, what a blessed text is that! As one old expositor says, "Notmerely make their pillow, but their bolster and their bed and make all their bed, where their feet lie, where their head lies.All, all of it. I will come and Iwill have such sympathy with them in their entire grief, that from the beginning to the end of it I will make them happyin the midst of grief through My Divine consolations." "I will make all their bed in their sickness."
Have you not had choice manifestations from Christ in your worst seasons-so exactly fitted to the peculiarity of your case-thatyou did not know which to admire most, the love which visited you, or the condescending care which so brought itself downto your case? He sat down at yourbedside and put His loving care so entirely into your position that it felt as you felt and speak to you just the wordswhich your case required. The Lord Jesus loves His people so, that every day He is washing their feet! Their poorest actionHe accepts. Their deepest sorrow Hefeels. Their smallest wish He hears and their greatest sin He forgives. He is still their servant as well as their friend-stillHe takes the basin-still He wears the towel.
It is not only majestic deeds that He performs-as wearing the miter on His brow and the precious jewels glittering on Hisbreastplate! He stands up to plead humbly, patiently-like a servant He goes about among His people-washing His disciples'feet. I would to God I could speakworthily on such a theme as this! But it is true, as your experience must tell you, that, "He remembers our low estate,for His mercy endures forever." Before I pass from this point, it is a matter of enquiry for some here-"Lord, do You washmy feet?" Some of you are notwashed by Christ, for you live without thinking of Him. "I never did any harm," says one, "that I know of." I will ask youanother question-what did you ever do for Christ? Can you answer that? You must reply "I have done nothing for Him whatever."
Ah, then, if you have never been enabled to do anything for Him, I fear it is because you have lived thoughtlessly, withouta care for Him. But, if He had ever washed your feet, you could not forget Him. And little as it might be, yet you would havedone something and you would now be desiring todo more. Ah, my Hearers, some of you are so far from ever having your feet washed daily that you have never been washedat all! "There is a fountain filled with blood," but filled in vain, as far as you are concerned. There is a Savior, but youare unsaved. There is balm in Gilead,but you are not healed. There is a Physician there, but you are still sick! There is life in Christ, but you are dead!
The bronze serpent is lifted up but you are dying of the fiery serpent's bite. One look at Jesus will save-but that look youhave not given-you are without God, without Christ, without hope and "strangers from the commonwealth of Israel." May Godthe Holy Spirit visit you with Hisquickening power and convince you of your sin this morning! May He make you feel uneasy till you find Christ! May He giveyou a hunger and a thirst after Him that will never be satisfied till you clasp Him in your arms and say, "Christ is mine!"
I would to God that I had not to make this remark, but I must make it in faithfulness to your souls. You are obliged to answer,"No, no, no. The Lord Jesus has never washed my feet." But then send up the prayer, "Lord, do it! Lord, do it now for Yourlove's sake."
II. Our text is, in the second place, MATTER FOR ADMIRATION and that, too, in several respects. It is matter for admirationwhen we consider the freeness of the deed. "Lord, do You wash my feet?" It is perfectly wonderful that He should, for we havescarcely desired the mercy. If you look thechapter through, you do not find that Peter asked Christ to do it. Peter was lying down-he had just been eating at the supper-hehad no thought of Christ's washing his feet!
There was not one of the twelve that ever dreamed of such a thing! And when the Lord began to wash the feet of one, the othersdid not say, "Lord, come and do the same to me." No, it was unsolicited, unexpected! He comes, without any prayers or supplicationson their part and He begins to washtheir feet. Peter is surprised. It is great goodness on Christ's part to do what we ask Him to do-to hear our prayers whenwe really feel our need. But does He perform for us such menial, such generous acts, as to wash our feet without being asked?
Oh, Beloved, if Christ did no more for us than we ask Him to do, we should perish forever! For nine out of ten of the thingswhich He gives us, we never asked for! And what if I were to say that three out of four of them we scarcely know that we want?We do not know our own needs! We have a generalview of our necessities, wholesale, as it were-but our daily needs, our daily wants-who among us can know them? Christ'ssufferings are said, according to the Greek Liturgy, to have had unknown depths-"Your unknown sufferings." Were not thoseunknown sufferingsendured for our unknown sins and to make a supply for our unknown wants-that we might have that multitude of mercies whichwe may style unknown mercies?
We should not only bless God for the mercies which we have known, but for those which we have not known-for probably thosemake up the larger proportion. You that are Christians, some of you who have been believers in Christ ten or twenty years-havethere not been many nights on whichyou have gone to bed without any particular sense of guilt and without any special intercession for peculiar cleansing?You have forgotten to ask for the cleansing, but He has never forgotten to give it! He has spontaneously washed your feet!You have risen in the morning-youwere not aware that any special danger would come to you and you did not pray for special protection-but yet He knew it.And unasked and unsought for He has followed you, held the shield over you and kept you from danger.
He has washed your feet without your having desired it, or having known that He had done it! Let His name be praised for this.These unsought favors of unspeakable love, these perpetual mercies of unslumbering carefulness-let them wake us now to gratitudeand now may we exclaim with wonder,"Lord, is it so? Do You always continue thus to wash my feet?"
The next subject of wonder is the Glory of the Person. "Lord! King! Master! God! Everlasting! Eternal! Almighty! King of Kingsand Lord of Lords! Do you-do YOU wash my feet? You call the stars by their names and they shine by Your light! Mazzaroth comesforth in his season at Your bidding!You guide Arcturus with his sons! The heavens are Yours! The earth also is Yours! You sit upon the circle of the heavensand the inhabitants thereof are as grasshoppers- You hold the waters in the hollow of Your hand, You mete out Heaven withYour span-Lord, do You washmy feet?
When You were on earth You tread the waters-the depths knew You and were like marble beneath Your feet. You frightened grimDeath himself, for Lazarus came forth at Your bidding from the shades of the grave! Fevers knew You- leprosy, paralysis, epilepsy-alldiseases understoodtheir Master's voice and fled at Your bidding. The winds were hushed at Your will-even the devils were subject to You! ThoughYou were veiled in manhood Your creatures perceived Your greatness! Angels ministered unto You and the heavens were openedunto You. And do You wash myfeet?
my Brothers and Sisters, meditate on this! It is far more a theme for thought than for speech. He whom the angels worshiptakes a towel and girds Himself! Hark to the song, "Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of Sabaoth! Heaven and earth are full of themajesty of Your Glory. All the earth does worshipYou, You eternal Son of the Father." "Lord, do You wash my feet?" Oh, think of this, spiritual men and women! Think tillyour hearts melt with love! No one else could cleanse us. The infinite God must take away the infinite blackness and filthof His people's sins! What a stoop ishere!
Let us lift up our eyes and wonder! Let us lift up our voices and praise His name that He should ever wash our feet! Changeagain the word. Observe the lowliness of the office. "Lord, do You wash my feet?" Here comes a traveler who has journeyedfar. He is very weary. There is much dust upon hissandals and his feet are stained with travel. As soon as he treads the threshold of the hospitable house-a black slave,a servant, a hired servant-takes off his sandals, brings a basin, a pitcher full of water and begins to pour the water uponhis feet, having firstunloosed the latchets of his shoes and taken them off.
The host does not stoop to this office! It is not the part of a master to wash feet! It is servile, menial, humiliating work.Yet this, which was the lowest of all offices in the East, is that which the Savior undertakes! Not in fiction and metaphor,but in reality, for every one of us! "Lord, doYou wash my feet? To wash my head, Lord, is very gracious. To purge my mind from evil thoughts is very loving. To wash myhands, to take my heart and make that clean is very conde-scending-but do You absolutely do a slave's work and wash my feet?Lord, will You take themeanest part of me and wash that? I know You have said You will sanctify my spirit and my soul-there is much there-but willYou sanctify my body, too? My feet, the lowest part of the man, the meanest part? Are You not content to leave spot or wrinkleupon me anywhere andtherefore do You humble Yourself to the meanest, basest, lowest action of all-to wash my feet?"
Truly, Beloved, this is subject of wonder! And yet the wonder is excelled if you remember that He shared a slave's death,as well as a slave's life. A slave's life-when He washed our feet! A slave's death-when they sold Him for thirty pieces ofsilver and afterwards pierced His handsand His feet. I put this deed of love in contrast. Conceive Him now in the highest heavens, with the keys of Heaven andearth and Hell swinging at His side. He is holding the silver scepter by which He governs all creation-can you imagine Himas every knee bows and everytongue confesses that He is Lord to the glory of God the Father? And yet He, that same One, comes down from the grandeurof Heaven and the splendor of infinite honor and He washes, absolutely washes, in a slave's garb and after a menial manner,the feet of His disciples!
Oh, that we felt a tender admiration worthy of this miracle of love! Once again, there is a note of wonder if you lay thestress upon the word "my"-"Lord, do you wash my feet?" Perhaps to some of you this will be the greatest marvel of all-theunworthiness of the object of this washing."Do you wash my feet?" You have favored me with more mercies than the most of men! You have overwhelmed me with Your bounties.And yet my heart is hard towards You-I am often unbelieving, forgetful, slothful, careless. You might well cast me away forever!Because of myingratitude You might well say, "Depart, I will have no more to do with you-I have had enough of patience. I cannot endureyour ill manners!" Yet do You, Lord, absolutely condescend to wash my feet?
"Here You have displayed Yourself more gloriously than ever-Your Grace has out-Graced itself." Thus would the preacher speakand he thinks he hears you follow him. "Lord," you say, "I once cursed You to Your face. There was a time when Your holy daywas my best day of business-when YourHouse was a place which I abhorred! Your Book was unread. My knee was never bent to You-I boasted of my own righteousness!I was a sinner black and filthy-and do You wash my feet?!"
1 hear a Sister, with peculiar tenderness, say, "O Jesus, I would gladly wash Your feet with my tears and wipe them with thehair of my head, for I have been a sinner. And do You wash my feet?!" I think I hear another say, "Lord, I once denied You.I made a profession of Your faith, but in an evilhour I fell. I went into sin. I said, "I know not the Man!" And do You wash my feet?! I hear another say, "Lord, You knowmy private sins, my secret vices. I dare not tell into the ear of my fellow creature the faults into which I have fallen!I am only fit to be firewood inHell-fire. There is nothing in me but what is not damnable! I am altogether as an unclean thing! And do You wash my feet?!"
Oh, you that are the people of God, cannot you all find some special reason for wonder at this? There are some of you whoare so poor that even some of your own Christian brethren are wicked enough to be half ashamed to own you! Yet Jesus Christwashes your feet! Your clothes would not sell forsixpence and yet He washes your feet! You scarcely have enough shoe leather to keep your feet from the cold and yet He washesthem! You have been laughed at and despised and ridiculed and yet you have Christ to wash your feet!
The moment your name is mentioned there are some ready at once to slander you and abuse you-yet so tenderly does Jesus loveyou that He washes your foulest part. However, I must leave you to think-for I cannot talk-I must leave you to think on sucha precious passage as this.Certainly the angels of Heaven will never leave off wondering how it can be that their King, their Prince, their Leader,could so humble Himself as to become a Servant of servants-to take the very meanest of His people and declare that He willwash their feet-yes, and doit, too.
One more subject for wonder. It is perfectly marvelous to remember that Christ does so completely wash our feet. "Do You washmy feet, Lord? Then there cannot be any filth on them. Do You wash my feet? Then they must be clean. It cannot be that Youcould wash and yet filth remain." When things arewashed by careless servants, they need washing again-but when they are washed by the loving hands of Jesus-washed by Himwho made Heaven and earth, surely they cannot be badly done! Come, then, you that feel you have been sinning the last week-youthat are God'speople, you that are resting on Christ but have a sense of guilt upon your consciences and cannot get rid of it and aresighing and crying-ask this question, "Lord, do You wash my feet? Then I will come to You. I will come with my feet all filthyif there is such a bath asthis to be washed in.
"If my sins are returned to me and appear to remain upon my conscience, if You wait, still, to wash me from present guiltand present depravity, then here I am-as at the first I came, I come again-nothing but Your merit do I rely upon! Nothingbut Your love is my confidence! I givemyself up to You-take me as I am and wash me clean." I say it is a subject for admiration, how thoroughly clean Christ doeswash His people, so that they can really cry, "There is no spot nor wrinkle, nor any such thing, even upon my feet! I shallbe presented holy, unblamableand unreproveable in the sight of God, through Jesus Christ my Lord."
III. Now we will turn from admiration to what may be more practical-to GRATITUDE. I hope we already feel that Heaven-bornflame glowing in our souls. Here is matter for gratitude, then. I heard the other day of a meeting for prayer at which mydear Brother Offord-who so marvelously madeconfession of sin at our great Prayer Meeting in the first week of January-was moved to make another confession. And hedid so in such a manner that the whole assembly was moved and there were audible sobs and cries from God's people while theyconfessed their transgressions.
No sooner had he done so, than some Brother, wise above what is written, rose in the assembly and said he thanked God he couldnot join in the confession-his sins were all forgiven him and therefore he had no sins to confess! He stood before God soaccepted in Christ that he had no sinswhatever to make confession of. His prayer went far to spoil the meeting and to grieve the people of God!
I do occasionally meet with erring Brethren, who say, "I never make any confession of sin." "I have prayed for months," saidone to me, "and I have never made any confession of sin. I believe all my sins are forgiven and I have none to confess." Now,at the very first mention of this, do you notfeel shocked? The holy sensibilities of a child of God suffer violence from the very thought of such absence of repentance!I should have been surprised if I did not hold myself prepared to hear any monstrosity from persons tinctured with the gallof Plymouth Brethrenism. Concerningthat sect, much as I love and respect many of its members, I dare not say less than this-that God alone knows what theywill teach tomorrow!
They seem to be given up to the inventions of their own vainglorious minds to concoct and devise delusions without number.They have one mark of the Babylon which they profess to abhor-for mystery is written on their very brow. I pray God to keepour young people from their company, for theirprofessions and pretences are such as might, if it were possible, deceive the very elect! Gracious men I grant them to be,but as to doctrine as mad as March hares and as perverse us bullocks unaccustomed to the yoke! When I first heard this doctrineof not confessing sins, I wasstartled. I felt as if I could have no more communion with a man who could talk in that way. Go on your knees and not confesssin? My dear Friends, I hope to die with this upon my lips, "I have gone astray like a lost sheep. Seek Your servant, forI do not forget Your Commandments."
I hold that I shall be out of Christ altogether when I reject repentance and confession. I know that my sins are forgivenme! There is no man in the world who preaches more than I do the doctrine that Christ has forever made a full atonement forthe sins of all His people! But as to not making aconfession of sin, God forbid these lips should ever utter anything so unGospel-like, so un-Christlike! Let us put thismatter before you plainly. It is quite certain that those whom Christ has washed in His precious blood need not make a confessionof sin as before God the Judgebecause they are no longer under God as Judge. They are not ruled and governed upon the principle of Law at all. Christhas forever taken away all their sins in a legal sense so that no one can bring anything to their charge and they need notconfess where there is no one to accuse.
The blood of Jesus has set His people entirely away from the position of prisoners under the Law. They do not stand wherethey can be condemned. They are no longer culprits or criminals. They are taken from under the dominion of the Judge. Butwhat are God's people? Why they are children and aslong as God is their Father and they are children, and imperfect children, nature teaches them that it is the duty of childrento make a confession to their Father. If my boy should do anything amiss-God forbid it ever should be-but suppose it weresome petty theft, Imight say, "My Child, as far as that theft is concerned, no policeman shall take you. You shall not be taken before thebar or put in prison for that. You are quite forgiven as far as that is concerned."
I do not wish him to go before the magistrate and make a confession-but then he has offended me, his father. And I, as hisfather, expect him to confess the wrong that he has done to me and if he does not, I chasten him, not by way of penal infliction-thatis not my part as a father, Ihave nothing to do with penalties to my children-but by way of chastisement that he may be led to see his fault, and maydo it no more. No father who has his wits about him ever chastens his child in the light of punishment for the offense itself.No, he says, that is not mybusiness-the offense must be punished by God, or if it is an offense against the law of the land, by the law of the land.When a father scourges, he does it for chastisement-for the good of the person chastised-not as a vindication of law and order.
Now the Lord never chastens His people because of any sin in them in order to punish them for their sin-He has punished Christinstead of them-they are quite clear there. But now having become children, and offending as children, ought they not everyday to go before their heavenlyFather and confess the sin and acknowledge the iniquity? The Divine Grace of God in the heart would teach us all that itshould be so. We daily offend as children. We offend, as we could not offend if we were not children. I doubt my Father-Iam guilty of a want of love toHim, or obedience to Him. I offend as I could not offend if I were not His child.
Supposing that this offense against my Father is not at once washed away by the cleansing power of the Lord Jesus- what willbe the consequence of it? Why I shall get under the thralldom of bad habit. I shall feel such defilement in my nature thatI shall do it again and again andagain-what I had once done-till I get into the habit of doing it. If I am not washed from these offenses against my Father,I shall feel at a distance from Him. I shall begin to doubt His love to me. I shall tremble at Him. Most likely I shall beafraid to pray toHim-I shall get to be like the prodigal, who, while he was a child, was yet far off from his father. If I am not washed,I shall very soon have need to feel the rod and I shall have it.
But oh, Beloved, if the Lord Jesus Christ, day by day shall come to me and wash my feet from these defilements of offensesagainst my Father, why then I shall, to a great extent, escape the rod! I shall feel a holy love to my Father! I shall walkin the light of His countenance! I shall have joyand peace through believing and I shall go through my Christian career, not only as saved, but as one enjoying present peacein God through Jesus Christ my Lord! I think you can see the difference between Christ putting away sin by blood and by water.I think you can see thedistinction between confessing sin as a culprit and confessing sin as a child. And I think you can see how much gratitudeyou owe to Christ, that after having once set you free from the Law, He, day by day, as your Elder Brother, goes in beforeyour Father's face and still keeps youright before the Father.
And when there has been any defilement, or any wrong, He washes your feet from it that you may still stand with peace in yourconscience, with joy in your heart, with love in your bosom and with the Father's love shed abroad in you! Here is matterfor gratitude-that having once washed headand hands and feet with blood-He still does daily wash my feet with water. For my part, I mean to keep on praying, "Forgiveus our trespasses, as we forgive them that trespass against us." And it shall always be my joy that, "if any man sin, we havean Advocate with theFather," and, "the blood of Jesus Christ, God's dear Son, cleanses us from all sin."
IV. The last point is MATTER FOR IMITATION. Does Jesus wash our feet? Then we ought to wash one another's feet. Some of ourBrethren, the Scotch Baptists, were accustomed to wash the saints' feet literally. I dare say it would not do some of thesaints much harm. But still it never was intended forus to carry out literally the example of the Savior. There is a spiritual meaning here and what He means is this-if thereis any deed of kindness or love that we can do for the very meanest and most obscure of God's people, we ought to be willingto do it-to be servantsto God's servants- to feel like Abigail did, when she said to David, "Let your handmaid be a servant to wash the feet ofthe servants of my Lord."
Abigail became David's wife-that is the true position of every Christian-but yet she felt she was not worthy even to washhis servants' feet. That must be our spirit. Do you know any poor bedridden soul? Go and talk with that poor woman, or thatpoor man. Seek to take comfort to thatpoor man's miserable lodgings. Do you know a Brother who is rather angry in temper and he wants a kind word said to himand someone says, "I will not speak to any such person as he is?" Do it-do it, my dear Brothers and Sisters-go and wash hisfeet! Do you know one whohas gone astray? Someone says, "I would not like to be seen in association with him." My dear Friend, you are spiritual-goand restore such an one in the spirit of meekness.
Wash his feet! There is another riding the high horse-he is very, very proud. One says, "I am not going to humble myself tohim." My dear Brother, go to him and wash his feet! Whenever there is a child of God who has any defilement upon him and youare able to point it out and rid him ofit-submit to any degradation, put yourself in any position- sooner than that child of God should be the subject of sin!Especially let those who are highest among us seek to do the lowest offices. "Whoever will be chief among you, let him beyour servant." Remember thatChrist's way of rising is to go down. He descended, that He might ascend. And so must we.
Let us count that forevermore it is our highest honor and our greatest glory to lay aside all honor and all glory and to winhonor and glory out of shame and humiliation for Christ Jesus' sake. I believe this is done in this Church. I hope we areas free as possible from the feeling ofcaste-God deliver us from the last relic and remnant of it! You are Brothers and Sisters in Christ! Love one another!
"Let the brother of low degree rejoice in that he is exalted-but the rich in that he is made low." You are Brothers and Sistersand one is your Master, even Christ. Try to carry out, every one of you to your utmost, the teaching of your Lord-that youshould wash one another's feet. Youhave an opportunity of doing it in the collection-for I believe that these servants of God-these aged ministers, these ministerswho are in great poverty-need today that you should, by your contributions, wash their feet.