Jesus’ Donkey

Have you ever seen a donkey standing out in a field? I am not familiar with donkeys but whenever I see one, it seems to be waiting for something or someone to direct it.

God could just as easily have called us his donkeys instead of his sheep. But there are only a few special donkeys; many special sheep.

There are two donkeys mentioned in the Bible. It seems they were created to be “beasts of burden.” In the Old Testament Balaam had a donkey that could talk; he warned him and saved his life (Numbers 22:22-35).

Balaam’s donkey was probably older, beaten down under the burden of his master.

Jesus’ colt was waiting for his master when the disciples found it and took it to Jesus.

As the gentle master He rode the colt through the gates of Jerusalem.

There may be much that we could learn from the scenario of the Triumphal Entry that we now call Palm Sunday, but one in particular comes to mind this morning.

There are times when we may feel like nothing but a donkey (you many call it whatever you please) but that is not how God created us. The oppressor would have us believe that we have to carry the burdens of the world; that we have no worth except as the scum of the earth. We, as His children, were born in His image, redeemed by the blood of Christ, and directed by His Word and His Holy Spirit to bear His image and the fruit of the Spirit of Christ.

Would we have been honored to be Jesus’ colt? Yes, but that honor was predestined for one only. That colt carried Jesus into the fiercest battle that anyone can wage ~ the battle against Satan and our sin. He won the victory a few days after, and since then calls us to Him to fulfill His purpose in each of us. The memory of the first verse held in my mind since childhood is in Matthew 11:28-30. He has not redeemed us to ride us, but to free us from our bondage and to share our lives here while preparing us for His glory. In meekness He is able to fulfill His will in each of us as we tell others of Him and His victory in us.Dear Father, Thank you that each Lord’s Day, you call us to come in worship to Christ, your Son, who has won our hearts to serve Him and to be a part of the battle against the oppressor in our own lives and the lives of others. We praise you that our calling is not to tread through this life alone, but in unity with Christ, our master, and His other sheep. In Jesus’ name we thank you and praise you. Amen.


Going Up To Jerusalem

imageGoing Up To Jerusalem is related to our last post, Going Up To The Feast. The last Feast that Jesus and His disciples attended in Jerusalem was an example set for us as His disciples who follow Him now.

We, too, are being led by the Spirit of Christ, continually “going up to Jerusalem” — the new Jerusalem.

Each day we have the mind of Christ, learning to set aside our own desires, to follow Him sacrificially; in every circumstance remembering our goal, why we are here and where we are going.

Each Lord’s Day is a practice session and preparation for the wedding feast and the eternal glory to which Christ is leading us.

Dear God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, thank you for our calling to follow in obedience of faith, that we may always be “going up” and anticipating our destination. Let us praise you and rejoice always in you for such a great salvation and calling in Christ. Let us always be able to answer any who ask us the reason for our hope. In Jesus’ name we pray. Amen.

Three Crosses, Two Crowns, One Sacrifice (Revisited)

Since beginning this blog in January 2011, this has been the most read post.

Three Crosses, Two Crowns, One Sacrifice

As we are celebrating that most glorious event of all time I am directing readers to this one, shared on March 13, 2012.

Dear Father, we thank you and praise you for the continual reminder by your Holy Spirit of the sacrifice that you and your Son made in that time of history, for your love for us and an eternal hope for all believers. Enable us to know who we are in Jesus Christ.  In Jesus’ name I pray.  Amen.

Related article:  A Bloody Crown, A Bloody Cross, A Bloody Sacrifice


After a sanctified and sumptuous Sunday (the Lord’s Day) I awoke this Monday morning with thoughts wafting through my mind of His bountiful mercy and grace.

They settled on the first verse of a hymn we will be singing in worship next Lord’s Day.

   Crown him with many crowns, the Lamb upon his throne;
Hark! how the heav’nly anthem drowns
 all music but its own:
Awake, my soul, and sing of him who died for thee,
 And hail him as thy matchless King 
through all eternity.

Meditation on these words brought the word “fathomless” to mind. The first time I heard this word was in an anthem that we sang in a former church. No one else was familiar with it either; and so the minister of music spent time helping us to understand something that is beyond our comprehension.

Fathomless is the word that describes the idea of “the Lamb upon his throne.” This Lamb of God who came and died for men is beyond the grasp of human understanding.

When we think of human innovation, the work of men’s hands that we can hold in our own hands, we are amazed. But, the works of God, from creation to redemption, justification, sanctification and glorification are unsearchable. His realm, His kingdom is “matchless.” There is nothing comparable.

imagesBottomless Love
 We are taught to seek and find what He has prepared for us of His kingdom, His righteousness and salvation, though it is incomprehensible, beyond our knowing.

     Crown him the Lord of love;
 Behold his hands and side,
Rich wounds, yet visible above,
 in beauty glorified:
No angel in the sky
 can fully bear that sight,
But downward bends his burning eye
 at mysteries so bright.

We meditate on these truths and find a bottomless love.

Endless Power

     Crown him the Lord of peace;
 Whose pow’r a scepter sways
     From pole to pole, that wars may cease, absorbed in prayer and praise:

His reign shall know no end;
  and round his pierced feet

Fair flowers of Paradise extend
 their fragrance ever sweet.

 Limitless Excellence

     Crown him the Lord of years, 
the Potentate of time;
Creator of the rolling spheres,
 ineffably sublime:
All hail, Redeemer, hail!
  For thou hast died for me:
Thy praise shall never, never fail 
throughout eternity.

 Matthew Bridges 1851                             George J. Elvey 1868

“Crown Him With Many Crowns”: Music and Lyrics
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