Tonight, at Mass I washed Junia's feet.

I washed the feet of old people.
I washed blisters and corns, and sore painful feet.

I washed the feet of some friends.
A foot with a scar from surgery.
A foot classed up with pink nail polish.

I washed the feet of a student I know has had a terrible year.

Blessed be the humanity.

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