This past November I had the opportunity to go to India to minister. Not only did I get to preach in some gospel meetings but I also had the wonderful opportunity to teach some of the indigenous missionaries over there. These guys are so awesome. Every day they put their lives on the line for the sake of the gospel. I taught them two sessions on Christian leadership and it was well received. In my second message I was talking to them on the topic of how serving the Lord can be rather inglorious. It can be with very little glitz and glamour. My Scripture was the call of Elisha in 1 Kings 19. I was telling them of how at first Elisha’s call was not with a lot of pizazz but rather he was basically known as Elijah’s servant.
As matter of fact over in 2 Kings 3:11 Jehoshaphat asks for a prophet and asked whether one was available. And listen to this: “But Jehoshaphat said, Is there not here a prophet of the LORD, that we may enquire of the LORD by him? And one of the king of Israel’s servants answered and said, Here is Elisha the son of Shaphat, which poured water on the hands of Elijah.” He was simply known as the one which poured the water on the hands of Elijah.
I just wanted to bring home to my missionary buddies that sometimes God calls to service that is nothing more than washing the hands of another. As I was explaining this it hit me. It hit me so hard that I teared up. You see in India they don’t use forks and spoons but rather they eat with their right hand. Don’t eat with the left because that is the business hand. After a meal would be completed during that week one of those brothers would come to me with a pitcher of water. They were there to wash my hands. What I was explaining to them they had already done for me the whole week. In that moment I became the student for they had been teaching me all week what servanthood was all about.
Have you washed any hands lately?





