Early this morning, when I was trying to fall to sleep, I had a memory that seriously made me chuckle! I thought that I would not remember my thoughts from early this morning during the day, but I did, and I started to laugh again!!!
Maybe I thought of this memory, because today is Thursday! What I am thinking about or what I was thinking about this morning was the fact that Mr. Flint washed my feet. I think it was in my New Testament class.
I think this memory made me chuckle because when I think about me in high school, I shake my head because I was too much! Way too much! But the fact that that is true, retrospectively makes me feel better. I was absolutely way too much in high school but I loved it and I had fun.
I recently talked with Mr. George and he asked me about my diagnosis and I told him, December 28, 2000. He gasped and asked me incredulously, “Right after high school” and all I could say, in response was a resigned, “Yeah.”
But I had a great time in high school and for my class, Mr. Flint was going to wash people’s feet because we were talking about the Lord’s Passion. I was re-counting the story to my Mom today, and I said to her, I guess holy Thursday has always been a big deal for me!
I remember Mr. Flint told my class that he was going to wash our feet similar to what Jesus did during his passion and I got excited for that! He wrote our names on a piece of paper for him to draw to choose the people whose feet he was going to wash. Then, he if we didn’t want to get our feet washed, will just tell him to pass.
I think he had called six different people’s names, and ALL six of them declined from having their feet washed. Then, he paused a moment, and reluctantly read my name! I acted like I was a contestant on the Price Is Right! I sat toward the back of and I remembered that I jumped up, and started running toward the front, threw my hands over my head, and let out a, “Woo boo!”
I remember that I was so excited and had no problem taking my socks and shoes off at all even though I was at school! I remember that Mr. Flint, when he started to wash our feet as he was explaining the symbolization of what Jesus did,
I do remember him telling me as he was washing my feet, “Your feet are so small!” I remember, laughing and telling him that that’s how big they are!