My one great sadness for today: we do not wash each other’s feet at Mass. We’ve fussed and fought about women and non-Catholics. We assume people won’t want to take off their socks and shoes. We use the Pilate gesture as a compromise. We complain about too much time, yet we pray until midnight.
It’s about as close to a commandment as one can get. Take and eat; take and drink. And yet, it’s only once a year. And yet, many of us still leave it for clergy and a select few to do:
So if I, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you also ought to wash one another’s feet. For I have set you an example, that you also should do as I have done to you. (John 13:14-15)