The Donkey and The King By Krystle Nicole Martin
I live in Oklahoma. I am a poet. I love being an encouragement to other people. I don’t want to write just to write. I want to write with purpose. I want my words to help someone else in need. I want to be intentional with what I am given. I want to be a blessing to others.
“Hi! Boy, do I have a story to tell you! It started like any other day, but truthfully though, I could feel something was different in the air. I know, I know, I am just a donkey, but let me tell you about the best day ever!” Jesus and his disciples were walking and talking when suddenly Jesus stops and tells two of them to go fetch me off a post I was being tied to and take me to Him. They obeyed Him. They saw me tied up to the post just like He said, and they untied me. All of a sudden, people asked them why they are taking this donkey. They were told the Lord needed me. So off I went! I have not even told you the best part! I walked with these people as they were so excited to bring me to Jesus. They were petting me and I was happy to be going somewhere new. I was not sure if I was going to a new master or what, but then they approached Him. I saw Him smile at me. My heart was excited! I saw my Creator! I was braying. I was excited to see this man whom people were talking about!
I heard a crowd gathering in the distance. I heard them shouting and clapping. I heard them singing. I look up at His face and He smiled back at me. I did not know who He was, but He must have been someone important! They brought leaves, big leaves, and laid them down as quickly as possible. I walked over to them slowly, still confused as to what was happening here, but they cried out “Hosanna! Blessed is He that comes in the name of the Lord: Blessed be the kingdom of our father David, that comes in the name of our Lord: Hosanna in the highest!” They laid them all out for Him. They were overjoyed. They were filled with laughter. They sang His praises. They watched as we walked down toward a temple. He got off and walked into the building. Fast forward to this moment now with you. I had the best day ever! I wonder what happened to the man and maybe one day I will finally see Him again. And this is my tale of the day I met the King who rode a donkey into town.
He pets me a few times and then He sits on my back. I felt so proud. I felt strong. I slowly clop myself to town. He was peaceful. He had this sense about Him. He was talking to me and reassuring me He would take great care of me.
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