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radiaz
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I just recently received a very unique penance after reconciliation, I thought it would be interesting to share.
After my confession the parish priest gave me a great sermon regarding our innate desire to give ourselves as a gift in everything we do, but primarily to God. Then he mentioned that we are such imaginative creatures that our thoughts can potentially lead to impurity. Then he said, as my penance, I should use that imagination for the good.
My penance was: Imagine our Lord washing your feet, what do you feel, what do you say, how do you react?
The penance took me back a bit, it was a bit odd from the usual “one Our Father and five Hail Marys”. But as I left the confessional, it really struck me. As I started to imagine, I immediately felt choked up. My first thoughts were “Why is he washing my feet, he shouldn’t do it, I’m not worthy of that. This is the word made flesh, the light of the world, God incarnate. He shouldn’t have to be washing my feet, I don’t deserve it.”. As I kept walking and imagining, I just wanted to ball my eyes out. I would feel so ashamed, that despite after all I have done, He would still kneel and wash my feet. Then I thought of how I feel if I would wash my child’s feet…I think I would do it regardless of whatever he had done because I love him, I truly do love my son. It finally dawned on me that despite anything I do, our Lord loves me unconditionally.
So, I challenge everyone: Imagine the Lord washing your feet. What do you feel? What do you say? What is your reaction?

After my confession the parish priest gave me a great sermon regarding our innate desire to give ourselves as a gift in everything we do, but primarily to God. Then he mentioned that we are such imaginative creatures that our thoughts can potentially lead to impurity. Then he said, as my penance, I should use that imagination for the good.
My penance was: Imagine our Lord washing your feet, what do you feel, what do you say, how do you react?
The penance took me back a bit, it was a bit odd from the usual “one Our Father and five Hail Marys”. But as I left the confessional, it really struck me. As I started to imagine, I immediately felt choked up. My first thoughts were “Why is he washing my feet, he shouldn’t do it, I’m not worthy of that. This is the word made flesh, the light of the world, God incarnate. He shouldn’t have to be washing my feet, I don’t deserve it.”. As I kept walking and imagining, I just wanted to ball my eyes out. I would feel so ashamed, that despite after all I have done, He would still kneel and wash my feet. Then I thought of how I feel if I would wash my child’s feet…I think I would do it regardless of whatever he had done because I love him, I truly do love my son. It finally dawned on me that despite anything I do, our Lord loves me unconditionally.
So, I challenge everyone: Imagine the Lord washing your feet. What do you feel? What do you say? What is your reaction?
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