Don't you just love those stories where inconspicuous people suddenly become hero’s? Their
fame may come through a gift they give or a miraculous rescue they make.
Regardless of how it happens it’s edifying to see them making the
headlines. Such was the case with the young
colt the Lord chose to ride on Palm Sunday. The story is given to us Mark 11. “Now
when they drew near Jerusalem, to Bethphage and Bethany, at the Mount of
Olives, He sent two of His disciples; 2 and
He said to them, "Go into the village opposite you; and as soon as you
have entered it you will find a colt tied, on which no one has sat. Loose it
and bring it. 3 And if
anyone says to you, 'Why are you doing this?' say, 'The Lord has need of it,'
and immediately he will send it here." 4 So
they went their way, and found the colt tied by the door outside on the street,
and they loosed it.” In reading this passage one might get the idea that the
Master’s choice was one of coincidence. However, Zechariah’s prophecy given
centuries earlier proves otherwise. The colt was merely responding to its God appointed
destiny; and what a response it was. Although
never ridden before the little donkey yielded in total obedience. You never read where it bucked or stubbornly persisted
in going its own way as many untrained subjects do. No, it simply walked giving
heed to every command. It chose to bear
the burden of service without restraint.
In the minds of those lining the street that day, this little animal was
doing what it had always done. However, only later do we find out it was doing
what it had never done. Because of
obedience the colt indelibly etched its name in the greatest history book of
all time—the Bible. In essence it went from a zero to a hero. You and I can do
the same. It may appear as if our lives are inactive. We may feel as if we are
simply tied to a post. However, as we wait and then respond to our time of destiny
we will find ourselves doing incredible things, giving others something to talk
about for years to come.
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