The Donkey and Palm Sunday


There’s someone I want to get to know.

I don’t know his name or what he looks like.

I only know one thing.

He gave a donkey to Jesus on the Sunday he entered Jerusalem.

“Go to the town you can see there.

When you enter it, you will quickly find a donkey there with its colt.

Untie them and bring them to me.

If anyone asks you why you are taking the donkeys, say that the

Master needs them, and he will send them at once.”

I have several questions for him.

How did you know it was Jesus who needed a donkey?

Did you have a vision? Did an angel appear in your bowl of lentils?

Was it difficult to give something to Jesus for him to use?

I want to ask that question because sometimes it’s hard for me.

Sometimes when God wants something I act that I don’t know he needs it.

How did it feel to look out and see Jesus on the back of a donkey that lived in your barn?

Were you proud? Were you surprised? Were you annoyed?

Did you have an idea that your generosity would be used for such a noble purpose?

Did it ever occur to you that God was going to ride on your donkey?

Were you aware that all four gospel writers would tell your story?

As I ponder yours, I ponder mine.

Sometimes I get the impression that God wants me to give him something

and sometimes I don’t give it because I don’t know for sure,

and then I feel bad because I have missed my chance.

Other times I knows he wants something and I don’t give it because

I’m too selfish. And other times, too few times,

I hear him and I obey him and feel honoured that a gift of mine

would be used to carry Jesus into another place. And still other times

I wonder if my little deeds today will make a difference in the long haul.

Maybe you have those questions, too.

All of us have a donkey.

You and I each have something in our lives, which, if given back to

God, could, like the donkey, move Jesus and his story further down the road.

Maybe you can sing or hug or programme a computer

or speak Swahili or write a book.

Whichever, that’s your donkey. Whichever, your donkey belongs to him.

It really does belong to him. Your gifts are his, and the donkey was his.

The original wording of the instructions Jesus gave to his disciples is proof.

“If anyone asks you why you are taking the donkey, you are to say:

“Its Lord is in need.”