“The one who has bathed does not need to wash, except for his feet, but is completely clean.”
When we are saved, we are completely clean. From the tops of our head to the tips of our toes, we are clean and fresh and maybe even smell pretty good. We can walk confidently knowing our hair isn’t dredding itself, we don’t have any pit stains, and we aren’t stinking up the place.
But sometimes, we walk through mud. Our lives get messed up, and we dredge on through the muck, and our feet get dirty. Sometimes we stop watching where we are going and then we accidentally step off of our path and into, say, dog poop. And then our feet are dirty and smelly. Maybe we see someone out in the middle of a puddle, all covered in mud and dirt and we go to help them up, and in the process of walking over, we can’t help but getting our feet a little dirty. We can try to hop around on the clean rocks, but some of us are clumsier than others and we slip sometimes. And our feet get dirty
And I’m kind of a germophobe. If I step in something dirty, I feel dirty all over, and I’ll probably go home and take a shower. When I feel something gross on my feet, I feel like it has covered me entirely. But the truth is, only my feet are dirty. And I can’t clean them.