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Spring Fling on the Farm

May 21, 2012 By Sandra Heska King

We load up the grand girls (and my artist child–just in case she and I don’t get away alone this week) and pay a visit to a Spring Fling on the Farm where we can bask in the fragrance of sheep urine and donkey dung.

But the sheep don’t smell, and the donkey doesn’t ding.

We just inhale the scent of grass baked in hot sun that mingles with the aroma of roasted hog.

We do have to watch our step, though, as we crunch through weeds to pet the horse.

The Farm Bureau cohosts this free annual affair with a local centennial farm to provide educational and fun activities for the whole family.

We spend a couple of hours just petting animals, oogling cheeses (and learn that more cheese is produced per pound of sheep milk than goat or cow), chatting with friends, resting on hay bales, and chugging pink lemonade.

The big girl camera and I are in our own world.

As we approach the donkey, I remember Mike the burro. He used to eat bull thistles and butt you with his head when he wanted a good scratch behind the ears. I tried to ride him once, but he trotted right up to the cement milk house and wedged my leg between it and his side. There was no going forward. Or backward. He was not the humblest creature. He was, in fact, quite stubborn.

I consider this as I remember that Israel was commanded to redeem every firstborn donkey with a lamb or a goat. How the donkey was considered an unclean animal who faced death without redemption. By breaking its neck. (Exodus 13:13, 34:20)

How God called Israel a stiff-necked people. Stubborn.

Death comes to the stiff-necked and the stubborn.

The Bible doesn’t tell us that the in-utero Jesus rode a donkey into Jerusalem to enter the world.

But Jesus chose a donkey to carry Him into Jerusalem to die for the world.

The redeemed carried the Redeemer.

The Redeemer carries the redeemed.

I don’t remember if Mike had a cross on his back. But this one does. And apparently that’s pretty typical.

Legend of the Donkey’s Cross

” Bring me the colt of a donkey,”
was the Master’s request.

A young donkey was brought to Jesus
to carry Him into Jerusalem.

A week later Jesus was ordered
to be crucified.

The little donkey so loved the Lord
that he wanted to help Him carry the cross.

But, alas, he was pushed away.

The sad little donkey waited to say
goodbye until nearly all had left.

As he turned to leave, the shadow of
the cross fell upon the
back and shoulders of
the little donkey.

And there it has remained,
a tribute to the loyalty
and love of the humblest of
Gods creatures.

by Mary Singer

And now my eyes cross again.

Joining Laura and Laura and Jen and Michelle.

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And with Jennifer, my cross-eyed sister.

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  1. Martha Orlando says

    May 22, 2012 at 5:49 pm

    Oh, this reflection is marvelous! I love the legend of the donkey, your original thoughts about this, and your amazing photos.
    Blessings, Sandy!

    • Sandra says

      May 23, 2012 at 12:02 am

      Thanks so much, Martha.

  2. Linda says

    May 22, 2012 at 8:18 pm

    I have never heard that before Sandy. It is so touching and such a perfect picture of what Jesus has done for us. I think it wonderful that you see glimpses of Him wherever you are.

    • Sandra says

      May 23, 2012 at 12:02 am

      Trying to keep those lenses clean. 🙂

  3. laura says

    May 22, 2012 at 8:37 pm

    This looks like such a sweet and wonderful day spent. You sure outdid yourself with that big girl camera :).

    • Sandra says

      May 23, 2012 at 12:03 am

      It was just a couple hours, but tons of fun. 🙂

  4. Joe Pote says

    May 23, 2012 at 6:59 am

    Sounds like a wonderful day with the grandkids!

    I just love watching ours enjoy God’s creation.

    Somehow, in watching the grandkids learn, I usually see a new perspective myself…like the one you presented here about the donkeys and the redeemed carrying the redeemer.

    Thank you!

  5. kd sullivan says

    May 23, 2012 at 6:59 am

    Lovely, lovely day….I love those days.

  6. Dea Moore says

    May 23, 2012 at 10:38 am

    I woke up this morning with a stiff neck and I have been feeling a little stubborn myself. I had a pony that loved to try to take my leg off when I rode near posts or trees or anything available. Love this insight.

    Sure hope I it doesn’t take a break to whip me back into shape. So grateful the shadow of the cross fell on me.

  7. Jennifer@GDWJ says

    May 23, 2012 at 11:40 am

    Girl, you are chronically cross-eyed. There’s no cure. Aren’t you glad about that? Love you…

    I spy a Y in your last picture. You’re a cross-eyed Ys guy.

  8. Shelly Miller says

    May 23, 2012 at 4:45 pm

    Wow, what perspective you gave me in this post.And you had way too much fun with that big girl camera. Love it!

  9. Dolly says

    May 23, 2012 at 9:05 pm

    I won’t look at a donkey the same any more…Thanks for sharing the lovely photos and insights 🙂

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