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By Christian Belyea
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Yes, those precious feet took the narrow way, not the wide way. They humbly took Him everywhere…from Bethlehem to Bethsaida…from Galilee to Gadarenes…from Nazareth to the nether regions of Israel to preach the good news that He was the Way to heaven and to the Father. Those feet stood stolidly as opposition assailed Him all along the way. Those worn and weary feet took Him all the way up to the Sanhedrin’s synagogue, their headquarters, if you will, where He encountered rage, rejection, and ridicule. Yes, the crowds may have adored Him, but the Pharisees abhorred Him, for He preached that God desired mercy, not sacrifice. Those hypocrites got grace square in the face and got sick to their guts because Someone else was stealing their thunder.
Standing securely, He faced such opposition with grace that only God can give.
Those feet of His were so precious to a hooker that she knelt and kissed them, washed them with her weary tears, then dried them with her disheveled hair and anointed them with ointment. Those feet supported God in the flesh, and she knew it. And for her sincere sorrow over having offended the Savior with her sinful lifestyle, Christ had her memorialized in His Book.
Those feet stood firmly as Pilate pronounced His death sentence. Those feet turned to water as He was ripped by the whipping Pilate had ordered He be given. Those feet staggered beneath the weight of the cross He was forced to carry to Calvary, and those feet gave out along the way. Those feet had a hole hammered through them when they crucified Him most cruelly. And the blood flowing from those seemingly defeated feet was too bizarre to behold as He was slain for the sins of the world. Yes, people did the crime, but a sinless Christ did the time; and now anyone who comes to Him can be washed whiter than snow and share one long, happy day with Him in eternity!
Those feet, by the way, are still standing, planted firmly on the crystal sea surrounding His heavenly Father’s throne. Those feet now walk the golden streets of glory. And those feet are no longer loathsome, but a beautiful, burnished brass (Revelation 1:15) as if refined in the Refiner’s pot—purified seven times. And one day, everyone who has received Him will bow down before those precious feet of His and kiss them, cuddle them even, the way that hooker kissed and cuddled them, out of gratitude for His amazing grace…for standing on His own two feet for the underdog and for seeking and saving us who were lost. Yes, we shall kiss those dear and desirable feet when heaven is finally our home. And all because Christ used His feet to follow His heart’s desire—US!
And now, it is our turn to use our feet. Or more precisely, to let Christ use our feet…to walk up to hookers and hoodlums…to the lost and the lonely…to the junkies and the drunkies…to tell them the good news. Believe me, I was once all those things, so I know these folks are more likely to grab hold of the gospel than the “good” folks out there are. And while we’re at it, let’s dig in our feet, as Jesus did, in the face of rejection, persecution, and opposition, by being the best ambassadors of Christ we can be. There are rewards for winning the lost (Matthew 16:27). And there is a bounty of blessings if we are given the boot for trying to (1 Peter 4:14).
Either way…let’s put our feet to the street and do a meet and greet with a woeful and wearisome world!
All scriptural references taken from the NKJV Bible 1985
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But I commend you for excellence in taking a difficult topic and presenting it with feeling, emotion, cleverness, with gripping power.
I can imagine Bill or Gloria Gaither (guess that dates me) reciting your piece to the perfect musical score in the background, starting out strong but growing more powerful as the reading progresses, dying down to a soulful lullaby, and souls will feel goosebumps at the awesomeness of Jesus.
I feel this piece was anointed. I’m wondering if you experienced God's presence in a special way as you wrote this piece?
This piece of writing is well researched and emotionally gripping.
Congratulations on your win.
God Bless~