COLOR ME DONKEY

I’m glad God redeems donkeys
Those stiff-necked burden carriers
Who readily and pride-fully
Usurp His place
Then plant feet firmly in the ground
And refuse to move

Picking up loads
That should be cast on Him
Donkeys seldom travel
With obedient ease
The road set before them
Where grace’s grass is sweet

No! stubborn rules their day
As it rues mine
'Cause somehow our paths
They stay intertwined
Maybe it’s because that donkey
Looks a lot like me

Stubborn, strong, stiff-necked
Though I may be
God's eyes pass through this outer skin
And looking deep within
Sees - me
A heart that needs redeemed

Hard as it may be
To see a donkey
By a lamb redeemed
This donkey knows the saving grace
Of that precious Lamb
Who took my place


(Exodus 13:13)



© DeAnna L. Brooks
25 January 2005