This Lent, we are exploring what must be cultivated within ourselves to further God’s work through us. We are also contemplating letting go of things that may be hindering our positive influence in the world. Please join us as we use imagery, reflections and poetry to dig deeper each week.
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29 When he had come near Bethphage and Bethany, at the place called the Mount of Olives, he sent two of the disciples, 30 saying, “Go into the village ahead of you, and as you enter it you will find tied there a colt that has never been ridden. Untie it and bring it here. 31 If anyone asks you, ‘Why are you untying it?’ just say this, ‘The Lord needs it.’”.
by Hannah Garrity
Inspired by Luke 19:28-40
Let go of whom I thought I should be.
It was breezy that day, and the clouds were nowhere to be seen. I had just finished feeding with my mama. Sarah tied me back to the post beside the house. As she walked away, two women arrived and began to untie me. Quickly, Sarah wheeled around saying, “Why are you untying the colt?” The disciples replied, “The Lord needs it.”
The Lord? My mind raced. I am not worthy of such an appointment. Sarah, don’t let them take me! I haven’t had enough practice. I will falter. I will fail. I am still not able to do all of the work that mama does. The Lord will need the best. There must be some mistake.
Yet, Sarah did not argue. My rope was held by the taller disciple. Her cloak hung open, waving in the breeze. We walked a short distance before I saw the group. Who is the Lord? No one was distinguished by their attire. Which one is the Lord?
Suddenly, others in the group put their cloaks on my back. A man looked into my eyes. This must be the Lord. I must be ready. I saw the holiness of Jesus in his eyes. He climbed onto my back with the help of his disciples. I felt the majesty of Jesus in his gentleness. I heard the royalty of Jesus in his kind words as I ferried him toward Jerusalem.
Sarah and mama stood amazed as we journeyed past my home. It did not matter that I was not ready. It mattered that I arrived to do the work.
Cultivate whom God needs me to be.
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