The Place You Thought Was Low
If the highest place I reach is at Your feet, then I’ve done it all.
I really love that line from What a God because it’s such a flex. But to really understand how powerful that statement is, you have to think about what it means to be at someone’s feet here on earth. Just imagine this: you are a servant. You work tirelessly day in and day out—cleaning, scrubbing, doing everything that needs to be done without ever being recognized for it. When you make a mistake, you are reduced to nothing. And even when you do everything right, it still isn’t enough.
One day, as the king is eating, his drink accidentally spills. He calls you over—not to help, but to blame you. Somehow, his mistake has become your fault. He tells you to get down and clean it from his feet. As you find yourself at his feet, he laughs. “Look at you,” he says. “Worthless. This is all you’ll ever be.” And there’s nothing you can do but take it. Because what else is there for you? This is your position. This is your peak. This is your forever.
And if I’m being honest, sometimes we do this to ourselves. We get so consumed with what people think—what they expect—that we shrink ourselves and settle into roles we were never meant to stay in. We make ourselves servants to people who were never meant to be our masters. And somewhere along the way, we convince ourselves that this is humility. But just to be clear, humility is not the same as making yourself small for people who were never meant to have authority over you.
Now let’s flip that perspective. When you are at the feet of Jesus, it’s completely different. You have spent a lifetime serving Him here on earth, and yet He rejoices over you with singing (Zephaniah 3:17), and nothing about you escapes His care. You mess up time and time again, yet He still calls you His beloved. And even in that, you are still seen as a servant—but He calls you a good and faithful one. That is the ultimate compliment, and that is what we should all be striving for. This is a reminder that we shouldn’t look to people for accolades, but continue to look to God, because the praise that He gives us is all the praise we need.
Now think about this: in order to even be at the feet of Jesus, that means you have made it. You have done what was required of you to spend eternity with Him. Isn’t that a beautiful thing? I’m reminded of the woman in Luke 7 who anointed Jesus’ feet with her perfume and dried them with her hair. The Bible calls her a sinful woman, and at that time, anyone who was known to be sinful (which is crazy, because that’s literally all of us) was seen as a social outcast. So imagine this: a social outcast—at that—randomly comes up to you, washes your feet with her tears, pours perfume on them, and dries them with her hair. You would probably see that as disrespectful… and honestly, a little strange. But this woman humbled herself enough to use what was considered her crown of beauty, along with her most expensive perfume—something that would normally draw people to her—and instead laid it at Jesus’ feet. That’s where she wanted to be. And that’s exactly where Jesus was happy to have her.
I remember being in elementary school and getting to sit at my teacher’s feet while she read stories. That was one of the comfiest places on earth. You were right next to the source—receiving something that brought your heart joy and allowed you to be at peace. I imagine that it will feel the same way when we are at Jesus’s feet in heaven—except, of course, it will be beyond anything we’ve ever experienced. I always loved story time because it allowed us to step away from our desks and just be free. And in the same way, the “desks” we are trying to step away from now are the toils and tribulations of this life. While we know we have to go through them, it’s not always comfortable—just like it wasn’t always comfortable sitting at our desks all day in elementary school.
If the highest place I reach is at Your feet, then I’ve done it all.
Because when you really think about it, being at His feet isn’t a low place—it’s the reward. It’s the place of peace, the place of closeness, the place where everything we’ve been striving for finally makes sense. It’s like that moment in elementary school when you got to leave your desk, sit at the teacher’s feet, and just rest. You weren’t working anymore. You were simply receiving. And one day, after everything we’ve gone through here on earth—every trial, every moment of obedience, every assignment God has given us—we’ll get to do the same thing. We’ll get to sit at His feet.
Because the truth is, the world will try to convince you that being low is losing. That being unseen means you don’t matter. That serving means you’re small. But at the feet of Jesus, everything flips. That “low place” becomes the highest place you could ever be. That position of servitude becomes a place of honor. That quiet obedience becomes eternal reward.
Just Him.
So the question becomes: what are we living for? Are we trying to be seen by people, or are we living in a way that leads us back to Him?
Because if the highest place we reach is at His feet… then we’ve already won.
Love always,
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