I said it first.

I am your servant, I told Him.

I am your servant, He replied.

I was silent. And then pondered, rather confused, because surely I have heard myself in an echo and not my Lord.

I am your servant, Lord, I said again.

I am Your Servant, He replied.

Oh God my thoughts deceive me, I am most certain.

I am your servant, Master. You are my God.

I said it first, He responded. I said it to you, my child, long before you even knew I loved you. I bent low and washed your feet.

Oh God, I am so ashamed. I did not realize. I did not acknowledge you. I did not thank you. I did did not even consider what you had done. Why is it so hard to see that it was you positioned before me in such humility?

He was silent for a moment as I pondered my own question.

And then I knew. His lips never moved, and yet I heard His voice.

"Love each other as I have loved you."

Humility is harder on my heart than on my knees, Lord.

Indeed He replied. But lift up your eyes. I see you.