HAPPY FEET - GO TELL IT ON THE MOUNTAIN

It takes clean feet to carry a clean heart
to where God wants it to go.

I've been thinking about this a lot.  For years I have been reflecting on the Master who was not afraid to wrap a towel around His waist to serve His followers.  For years that was the driving force behind my missionary soul.  This year I've gone from the towel to the feet.
The feet that carried this band of disciples all around Galilee and on some treks to Jerusalem;  I have come to respect the feet that walked on water; the feet that caused false scandal when they were anointed by the rich woman's Spikenard and gently massaged in her hair. 
I have come to respect the stress that feet suffer and then get ridiculed for how they look when they are out in the open.  Yet, they are the carriers of the burdens that we carry in our hearts and minds.  Thanks to them we get to do what we are mandated to accomplish by the Lord, God Himself.  How often do we get told to "go?"  From Genesis to Acts, we need feet to get to those who need baptism; to those who need education, food, physical assistance, love, support and so much more. 
In our present circumstances we need feet to carry the Good News to those who may be wondering about it these days.  It is from the depths of our hearts (I and Belle) that we promise you the accompaniment of our simple prayers as we walk our way to Emmaus and a deeper, clearer vision of our Savior's place in our lives.