You know, Lord, how I serve You
With great emotional fervor
In the limelight
You know how eagerly I speak for You
At the women’s club.
You know how I effervesce when I promote a fellowship group.
You know my genuine enthusiasm at a Bible Study
But how would I react, I wonder
If you pointed to a basin of water
And asked me to wash the calloused feet of a bent and wrinkled old woman
Day after day
Month after month
In a room where nobody saw
And nobody knew