I want to tell you the amazing story of how God chose my mom and me for a very important job. We were just ordinary donkeys but he chose us out of all the donkeys in Jerusalem for an extraordinary task: Listen…
It was just another ordinary day. Our owner, Isaac, had tethered us to a pole in the middle of a delicious grassy patch on the side of the road so that we could graze under the cool shade of the olive tree that grew there. Mom and I were enjoying the rest after our morning of hard work, little did we know that we had a big day ahead of us!
After a short while of grazing, two men appeared at the end of the street. They pointed in amazement when they saw us and began talking eagerly to each other as they came nearer. We thought this quite odd because no one paid much attention to us, we were only pack animals after all and of little importance. Isaac woke up from his nap under the tree when the two men came closer to inspect us.
“Can I help you?” he asked politely, a friendly smile on his round face – he loved people.
“The Master Jesus needs these two donkeys.” One of them said.
Isaac gasped, “Jesus? Jesus wants my donkeys?” he cried excitedly and the two men laughed and nodded.
“He said you would lend them to us.” The taller of the two men said and Isaac nodded enthusiastically.
“Of course! Master Jesus can use them as long as he needs them.”
I asked my mother who Jesus was but she didn’t know either. She couldn’t understand why someone that impressed Isaac so, would choose to ride donkey’s into town when he could just as easily hire a horse. I couldn’t wait to meet him so that I could find out who this man was and why he was so special.
Isaac waved the men good-bye as they lead us up to the Mount of Olives which overlooked the town. A group of disciples were gathered there who removed some of their cloaks and placed them on our backs to make a soft seat for Jesus. The crowd suddenly parted and I held my breath. A man began walking towards us and at first he seemed very ordinary but as he drew closer I could see the warm smile hat lit his face and I liked him straight away. He came right up to us and touched us both on our noses, rubbing them gently and speaking softly. His touch sent tingles through me – this was a powerful man, I could tell. He kissed my nose and then knelt down to whisper something to me,
“You are very important.” he smiled, “because of God’s picture is coming together.”
I didn’t understand what he meant but somehow I knew it was really important.
He turned to his disciples, “In this the scriptures will be fulfilled because it says, ‘See your Kings comes to you, gentle and riding on a donkey, on a colt the foal of a donkey’.”
The disciples cheered and my heart beat wildly – this man was a King and he was going to ride on us? I was so excited hat he had chosen to use ordinary donkeys like us, especially for something so important.
Jesus sat on my mom’s back and rested his feet on mine. Together my mom and I walked into the town where a large crowd stood waiting for their King. They cheered when they saw him and spread palm leaves and cloaks on the ground as we walked proudly carrying our King Jesus. I couldn’t believe how the crowd moved around him – they were running in front and behind him shouting;
“Look the son of King David has come!” and “Blessed is he who comes in God’s name!” and “Hosanna in the highest!”
I heard people ask, “Who is he? What’s all the fuss?” and the people answered them, “It’s Jesus, the prophet from Galilee.”
I wanted to shout out, “It’s the King – can’t you see? The King of Kings!” I was so excited.
Jesus rode us all the way to the temple with the singing, dancing crowd following him eagerly. When we got there he climbed down and stroked us both on the muzzle.
“Thank-you,” he said, paying careful attention to us even though the crowd was pressing around him, “God made you especially for this important job and you have done very well. Then he turned and went into the temple with the people’s praises resounding around him.
When we were returned to Isaac he was so proud of us for carrying Jesus so well that he laid out a feast but even the sweet carrots and apples he gave us couldn’t compare to meeting the King. We never saw Jesus again but I always remember what he said, about us being made especially for God’s plans. I never forgot the day I met Jesus and got to carry a King on my back! It just goes to show, even the most ordinary things can be used to do great things for God.