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The great words were spoken. A solemn peace fell on their hearts. Judas went out. The rest sat on in silence and looked at the Master with unbounded affection. They could not understand what He had said, but they felt these were words before which the earth would tremble and the heavens bow down.
And now something extraordinary happened. It was not a miracle, it was more than a miracle. Jesus stood up, took a towel and a washing-bowl, knelt before each, and washed his feet. In their astonishment they offered no resistance. When He came to Peter, Peter said, “No, Master, you shall not wash my feet.”
To which Jesus replied: “If I do not, then you are not Mine.”
Said Peter: “If that is so, then wash my face and hands, too, O Lord! so that it may be evident how utterly I am yours.”
Then Jesus said: “You call Me Lord, and yet I wash your feet. I do this so that you may know that among men there is no lord, that all are brethren who shall serve one another. See how I love you. No one can give a greater proof of his love than to die so that his friends may live. So I leave you this legacy: Brothers, love one another. As I love you, love one another.”
John, overcome by those words, sank on his knees, and, sobbing, laid his head upon His bosom. And Jesus said once more: “Children, love one another.”
Then He again sat down with them at the table. They were all silent. Jesus took bread in His hand, lifted it a little towards heaven that it might be blessed, and broke it in two. He handed the pieces to the right and left of Him, and said: “Take it and eat. It is My body that will be broken for you.”