Only A Donkey
The donkey awakened, his mind still savoring the
afterglow of the most exciting day of his life. Never before had he felt such a
rush of pleasure and pride.
He walked into town and found a group of
people by the well. “I’ll show myself to them,” he thought.
But they
didn’t notice him. They went on drawing their water And paid him no
mind.
“Throw your garments down,” he said crossly. “Don’t you know who I
am?”
They just looked at him in amazement. Someone slapped him across the
tail and ordered him to move.
“Miserable heathens!” he muttered to
himself. “I’ll just go to the market where the good people are. They will
remember me.”
But the same thing happened. No one paid any attention to
the donkey as he strutted down the main street in front of the market
place.
“The palm branches! Where are the palm branches!” he
shouted.
“Yesterday, you threw palm branches!”
Hurt and confused,
the donkey returned home to his mother.
“Foolish child,” she said gently.
“Don’t you realize that without Him, you are just an ordinary
donkey?”
Just like the donkey who carried Jesus in Jerusalem, we
are most fulfilled when we are in the service of Jesus Christ. Without him, all
our best efforts are like “filthy rags” (Isaiah 64:6) and amount to nothing.
When we lift up Christ, however, we are no longer ordinary people.
