The red carpet ass!

Who would have imagined that a colt (young donkey/ass) would ever walk on a carpet and be welcomed with palm branches? So here is my incredible story as it happened.

There wasn’t much too life, our home was in Bethphage near Mt Olives, outside the ancient city of Jerusalem. It was just mom & me ever since dad went out for an errand and never returned. As a foal I always dreamed of a king riding on my back, only later I realized that royal rides are a luxury only afforded by our distant cousins horses and mules. In vain I wished that my father had mated a mare so I would be a mule or if my mother had an affair with a stallion I’d have been a hinny! Little did I know that our cultural presumption and cast segregation was soon to be found in the dumps.

Maybe our owner was just over protective or opposed to child labor so he never rode on me, it was my mom who would go for trips. So it came as a surprise when early one beautiful morning 2 men came and untied me and my master complied happily.

These men brought me to a place where my back was decked with their coats in order to prepare me for their Master. The Master (Yeshua) was a typical middle eastern, sun-burnt Jew, nothing too fancy or attractive about Him. Heard He was a carpenter first before becoming a public figure. I’ve never seen the love I saw in Yeshua’s eyes, He could see beyond any facade and masquerade and still love so unconditionally! Since this was the first ride of my life I proceeded to think that all humans were as light as Him, I was wrong and it is in retrospect that I realize the truth when He said take my yoke upon you for my burden is light!

As we entered the city, we were treated with shouts of, “Hosanna” (later became the staple of modern worship songs), “Baruch haba B’shem Adonai, blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord”! The street was decorated with palm leaves and robes and coats were spread out on the street, a welcome fitting for a king. The young colt in me didn’t realize the sanctity of the situation, only many years later and wiser it dawned on me that greater is He who was on me than me myself.

Now at the end of my life as I retrospect I truly agree with Paul another disciple of Yeshua when he said that God chooses the foolish things of the world to shame the wise. Did a young wild ass deserve a royal to ride on him? The King of the universe who chose a manger over a palace, also preferred a colt to any other regal animal. A young Syrian wild ass colt was chosen by Yeshua and lived to tell the tale. Age and lineage are no prerequisites for becoming a history maker.

Yeshua wants a ride in your city, down your streets, are you willing?