A cart is pushed . A number is pulled . And an order is placed.
” I’ll take a half of pound of honey roasted ham .”
” Sure thing . You aren’t from here …”
Oh boy ! Here we go again…
” Yes, I do live here but I’ve just moved from Chicago …”
” Have you found a church ?”
A half pound of ham, salami & then an invitation to a church and a women’s retreat .
” Sandee, how did you know that you could talk to me about God ?”
” I saw a kindness about you . A genuine smile when you came to the deli counter .”
I pushed my heavy cart out the door but my load somehow felt lighter .
A threw a smirk at the sky . How do you do it God ?
Groceries are unloaded . My Jeep is parked . And my thoughts are overloaded and spilling on the church pew .
I closed my eyes . Taxtime . Pay bills . Do laundry . Ugh ! Focus !
“Today is Palm Sunday …
The message was read.
Jesus command two of his disciples .” Go to the village and find and untie a donkey & bring it to me …. tell Jerusalem her King is coming and will be riding on the donkey .”
It hit me . Didn’t the disciples think this was weird ? Didn’t they think … I don’t want this job?
I am sure . But what about you ? What about me ? What is your donkey ?
What in your life are you questioning ? A job ? A relationship ? A path leading nowhere ?
What is God telling you to do ?
The donkey was for Jesus to ride, like a parade ,through Jerusalem but getting the donkey was not the glamorous job .
I know myself sometimes I am searching so hard for the end result that I miss the daily journey of just being .
Being kind. Being open . Really seeing the one in front of me .
Maybe right now, you are getting the donkey … stuck in a somewhat useless path … but who knows the donkey may lead to a parade .
I left church and thought about Sandee , the deli girl . She just serves the one in front of her . She is obedient in the mundane … serving kindness , one slice at a time .
What is your donkey ?
Open your eyes . Open your heart . Serve the one in front of you . What is your heart whispering to you ?
Who would think a stinking donkey would end in a parade? Happy Palm Sunday …. from my palm tree to yours .
” Whatever you do,do it as if serving the Lord ” Colossians 3:23