Thought for the Week - 8th May 2022
Dear Friends,
Did you know that May 8th is World
Donkey Day? The idea of a scientist called Raziq Ark and began in 2018, World
Donkey Day is about celebrating the stoic spirit and individual charm of these
animals, who, Ark says, are a ‘precious genetic resource and a great gift of
nature’. As a child I can remember visiting the U.S.A. with my parents on a
family holiday and being fascinated by various US TV comedies including Mr
Ed, the story of a talking horse. I was I was amazed that a horse could
talk and even more amazed that in the credits at the end of the show it simply
read that ‘Mr Ed’ was played by ‘Himself’. In the Bible we have the curious incident
of Balaam’s Donkey in Numbers 22. Ballam was a sorcerer and prophet who, though
not one of God’s chosen people, was willing to acknowledge that the Lord was
indeed a powerful God. But he did not believe the Lord as the only true God,
and had mixed motives in obeying the Lord’s command but only as long as he
could profit from doing so. The story in Numbers 22 tells us of the angel of
the Lord, sword drawn, blocking the pathway of Balaam three times as he rode
his donkey. The donkey saved Balaam’s life and it may be attributed to the keen
sight that donkeys possess. Indeed there are some donkeys who act as ‘guard’
donkeys because they use sight and sound to spot predators. Now whilst none of
us can claim to have met with any talking animals, this story tells us something
about the heart of Balaam, and the danger of loving money and possessions and
wealth over our commitment to follow God’s leading in our lives. Balaam’s
donkey isn’t the only donkey in the Bible and having recently celebrated Palm
Sunday wea re reminded of another donkey who takes centre stage carrying a very
important person into Jerusalem. G K Chesterton, the writer and lay theologian,
penned this poem entitled, ‘The Donkey’.
1 When
fishes flew and forests walked, 2 With monstrous head and sickening cry
And
figs grew upon thorn, And
ears like errant wings,
Some
moment when the moon was blood The
devil’s walking parody
Then
surely I was born. On
all four-footed things
3 The
tattered outlaw of the earth 4 Fools!
For I also had my hour;
Of
ancient crooked will; One
far fierce hour and sweet:
Starve, scourge, deride me: I am dumb. There
was a shout about my ears,
I keep my secret still. And palms before my feet.
Grace and Peace,
Neil
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