What if Jesus had no feet?  I mean what if he didn’t really walk the dusty roads of Palestine or the traverse the stormy Sea of Galilee.  What if he never climbed a mountain in the wilderness or trudged on to the next town because the last town wouldn’t receive him?  What if no one ever washed his toes with her tears or what if he never stumbled under the weight of the cross?  What if he never confidently strode from the grave or travelled the road to Emmaus?

If Jesus had no feet, then he is irrelevant as they say he is.  All the nonsense about loving the neighbor, doing good to those who hate you, giving without expectation of return, and giving up of one’s own life for the sake of the good news would be empty of meaning or import.

If Jesus had no feet his claim to “Savior” would be scurrilous.  The best place for Jesus would be on the philosophy shelf directly under Plato, Camus, and Marx for they would be his superiors.  They all had feet.

“…whoever says he abides in him [Jesus] ought to walk in the same way in which he walked.” (1 John 2:6, ESV)