This morning I got a call from a friend who said she had something she wanted to give me before my baby came… quincy invited her daughter to come over and play so she was going to come by. She showed up with tubes of soaps, lotions, exfoliators and the like and announced to me that she had come to rub my feet and legs. Mind you, this particular girl is pregnant herself, she had a head cold and several errands to run that she had mentioned to me. Of course, I was caught off guard, and tried to talk her out of such nonsense as her rubbing my feet… she would not take no for an answer, and although I felt really bad that she was rubbing my feet, she proceeded to fill a tub of water, gather a towel and make sure I was in a comfortable chair. Of course, it felt wonderful- my feet and legs certainly ache…and i tried desperately to relax through the guilt I was feeling for her performing this task. As she had just begun, my son cory (7) walked into the room and looked very confused and asked what was going on… she explained that she was rubbing my feet, and that this is what he should do for his wife when he grows up! Then cory said, “hey, isn’t that what Jesus did for his disciples?” immediately my eyes filled with tears, and so deeply was I touched and reminded of the importance of the simple, tender service that we can render to those around us. I was so humbled today by her generosity. And thankful. Julia…thank you.