Farewell dinners are always bitter sweet. We try and remember the good times and try to remain upbeat. They are full of, “well you’ll be back soon enough”, or “we’ll keep in touch’, as if these will make the leaving less painful. It doesn’t always work out but we try to celebrate anyway. We remember the person leaving with fondness most times, unless it’s a smelly roommate who really didn’t do his share or pick up after himself or bought strange people over, well you get the point. Sometimes the person leaving gives us some words of wisdom or a positive activity which is in keeping with how he honestly lives his life. Even then, the company may still not “get it.”

He came to Simon Peter, who said to him,
“Master, are you going to wash my feet?”
Jesus answered and said to him,
“What I am doing, you do not understand now,
but you will understand later.”
Peter said to him, “You will never wash my feet.”
Jesus answered him,
“Unless I wash you, you will have no inheritance with me.”
Simon Peter said to him,
“Master, then not only my feet, but my hands and head as well.” (John 13)

Some just don’t get it. Peter was a simple fisherman with extraordinary bluster, often doing rather than thinking. Flawed though he was he had a good heart and turned out OK in the end. He finally understood that to be a leader one must be a servant. To be the servant gives one the insight into the heart of humanity thereby making one a better leader. Someone who has surrounded themselves with gilded homes and the best chocolate cake ever, has little in common with his fellow man. In the end, this equality will be realized but may be too late to make a difference. Being humble which is way different than humiliation because humility puts us eye to eye with the other. Humiliation occurs when one has a rather huge opinion of themselves and is brought down a peg or two. Being humble is an admirable trait which puts us all in the same boat.

and so it goes…