In John 13:14–17, Jesus instructs His disciples: “If I then, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you also ought to wash one another’s feet. For I have given you an example, that you should do as I have done to you.”
Painting toes is a luxury. I didn’t realize this until I asked a cross-cultural worker if she was coming to the pedicure room.
“Are you going to judge the Sharpie on my toenails?” She asked.
“Why do you put marker on your toenails?” I inquired.
“Because it’s cheaper than nail polish.” She remarked.
Feet are so important. They are the base of our bodies. For many, they are our personal mode of transportation. They carry us to dinner, to worship, to rest, and to play. Due to all this motion, they often receive the most wear and tear.
The pedicure room enables these women from all over Asia to put their feet up and take a break. Calluses were scrubbed. Toenails were cleaned. Souls were restored through prayers and conversation. The simple act of skin to skin touch was felt, which brings healing in itself.
Colors from blues to greens, pinks to oranges, and purples to reds were chosen by each woman who entered.
“Is this your job in the States?” I was asked while applying a deep purple polish. “Because you have some interesting techniques.” The woman exclaimed.
“Oh yeah…” Not being an expert pedicurist, I looked up slowly and replied, “These techniques are called love.”
We both held hands and giggled together. It was true. The end goal is to remind these women that they are the light and color in a world that has much work to do. The feet must be ready. Ready to go, as Christ has called them to do.