A young donkey’s misguided perception
The young donkey rubbed against his mom’s side. “Momma, why are there so many people here today? It’s gonna be hard to go anywhere if more of them get in the way.”
The older donkey turned her head back and licked her son’s ear. “They sure are making it difficult to move without bumping into them. I don’t know why they do this, but, sometimes they all seem to show up at the same time.”
The youngster shook his head. “Stop it. That tickles, Momma.”
Two men approached and untied the rope holding the young donkey in place.
Another man reached out and grabbed the rope, too. “Hey, where do you think you’re going with my animal?”
“The Lord needs to borrow it.”
The man released his grip. “Oh, in that case go right ahead. He can have it all He wants.”
The young donkey turned to his mom. “Momma, what are they doing to me?”
She shook her head. “I don’t know. Just be the best donkey you can be, my son.”
He followed the man holding the rope. They came to a group of men and stopped. Somebody threw their coat on the donkey. One of them sat on the donkey’s back.
The young donkey heard his mom’s last words echo in his head. “Be the best donkey you can be, my son.”
He thought to the man on his back. “I don’t know where you think we’re going to be able to go, buddy. There are so many people here it’s hard to move.”
All of a sudden the people moved away from the middle of the road in the direction of the city.
The donkey continued to think to the people. “Now, that’s more like it. If you could make these cobblestones a bit softer that would sure be nice.”
Some people laid their coats on the road in front of the donkey. Others dropped some palm branches.
The donkey walked toward the city. More people set stuff in front of him to soften his steps. They repeated the same thing over and over. “Hosanna…Hosanna…”
“I don’t think I’ve been given a name, yet. But, if you insist that my name is Hosanna, then, I’m okay with that, especially if you keep treating me right like this.”
Some men with funny things on their heads approached with mad looks on their faces. “Tell these people to stop saying these things!”
The man on the donkey’s back was smiling as He spoke kindly to them. “If these people are silent the rocks will cry out.”
The young donkey lifted his head high. “Wow! This guy thinks I’m really something special, too, to say something like that to them.”
As the donkey continued toward the city people kept moving out of his way and laying things down in front of him. He kept his head high as he carried the man on his back. “I could get used to this treatment.”
When they reached the end of the crowd the man on his back got off. They took the coat off his back, too. Someone handed the rope back to the man the donkey knew.
The man smiled as he took the rope. “It was an honor for You to use my animal, Sir.”
The man who went for the ride continued to smile as He walked away with His friends.
The man the donkey knew jerked on the rope to get the young donkey to follow him back to his mom.
The donkey looked back and thought to the men walking away. “Hey, come back here. This guy is mean compared to you. I deserve better than this. Don’t I? What about what you said to those other guys? Didn’t you mean that after all?”
The confused young donkey was tied next to his mother again. She smiled broadly as he shook his head. “You are probably the only donkey to get that honor, my son.”
The youngster looked at his mom. “But, why did they stop, Momma. I was really liking what they were doing to me. They even gave me a name. I’m Hosanna.”
His mom tilted her head. “Don’t you know who that was on your back?”
“No, they never said his name. They just called me Hosanna.”
His mom stomped her hoof. “Listen to me. None of that was for you. That was Jesus on your back. All of that was for Him, my son.”
The young donkey started to cry. “You mean that was God come as a human? I wish I had known. I would have been a better donkey, Momma.”
She rubbed her nose along his neck. “You behaved beautifully, my son. I am very proud of you.”
The youngster was still sad. “But, I want to do it all over again. I want to do it for Him now.”
Have you ever found yourself in that young donkey’s hooves? I’m sure you have. I believe we all have many times in our lives.
How often have we accepted the applause of people because of something we’ve accomplished? How many times do we feel entitled to something because of how hard we’ve worked?
It’s not wrong to work hard to better your station in life. Promotions and awards are good incentives to strive for. But, it’s also important to remember who gave you the ability to accomplish those accomplishments.
Colossians 3:23 Whatever you do,work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men.
Now that you know who the real Boss is let’s give it all we’ve got for the right reasons.
Keep smiling. Wade