For all of my dedicated readers, if you have a hard time dealing with graphic language then don’t read any further. This one is going to be ‘special’…
First of all, let me smack your hands. This letter is NOT about the vulgar description of the human anatomy. I’m totally not joking. I’m completely serious about this subject. Who wants to be an ass?
Before talking about being one, what is an ass? Webster describes it as, “any of several hardy gregarious African or Asian perissodactyl mammals (genus Equus) smaller than the horse and having long ears; especially : an African mammal (E. asinus) that is the ancestor of the donkey”. Basically, it’s a mule, or a donkey.
But, why this subject and why today? I was going to write about it yesterday but it wasn’t the greatest thing in my heart. There were several directions that I wanted to go today but again I write what’s in my heart at that moment and today being an ass is that strongest statement.
Now, when I think of an ass, I generally see this beast of burden that is carrying a load or helping to do some sort of labor in farming. The other thought that I have is that an ass has it’s own will and once it has made a determination about a thing then you are hard-pressed to change its mind… stubbornness.
When doing research for this letter, I found out that the ass is mentioned in the bible almost 100 times in the King James. Most of the scriptures that I saw match my original thoughts about asses. But, there are a few that I’d like to highlight for this letter…
One thing to be said about the ass is that it is STRONG. God designed it that way. But the crazy part is that it isn’t only strong in will and physical strength but even its bone structure is strong. One of the greatest feats in battle was performed with a dead ass is described in Judges 15:16, “And Samson said, With the jawbone of an ass, heaps upon heaps, with the jaw of an ass have I slain a thousand men.” Samson went into battle with its jaw and killed 1,000 men!!! One thing about battle, especially in those days, is that it was hand-to-hand. You faced your enemy. They had swords, and possibly shields. They were prepped and ready for battle. Here comes Samson with a bone in his hand. What was running thru their minds when they saw him coming? I know he’s not going to fight us with that? Then he started killing them. From there, I know the thoughts quickly changed to, “I’m not going to be the next one to die, not like that!!!” Can you imagine, trained warriors being slain with such a crude instrument? Can you imagine the disbelief of the guy standing next to the one that just got killed with a jawbone AND the thought that he was next?
I believe that God does have a sense of humor. That’s why he gave us a smile and a laugh. Ecclesiastes 10:19 tells us that, “A feast is made for laughter…” Let’s look at another situation. There’s our friend, Balaam, going against God’s will, decides that he was going to indulge in the riches of the enemy (the Moabites). So he gets on his ass and begins his journey to ‘get his stuff’. God is upset with Balaam and sends an angel to stop him. Balaam doesn’t see the angel but the ass does and fell down to avoid it. Balaam starts beating the ass to bring it ‘back in line’. So, God miraculously gives the ass speech and allows it to talk to Balaam. The ass complains about how she’s being treated. Meanwhile, Balaam is now able to see the angel that was sent to kill him. The only reason that he wasn’t killed was because of the ass. My wife loves this scripture. Her quote is, “If God can use an ass, then he can use you.” I almost forgot… this scripture is in Numbers 22.
Finally, there is a special ass, one of honor and distinction. This is the ass that Jesus, the King, rode. The part that’s cool about this is that this scripture is repeated in Zechariah 9:9 and Matthew 21:5, “Tell ye the daughter of Sion, Behold, thy King cometh unto thee, meek, and sitting upon an ass, and a colt the foal of an ass.” There were many animals that could have been chosen. He could have ridden a horse or camel but he chose an ass, a humble creature that isn’t given much regard, one that continually bears burdens but is always beaten at the slightest whim. An animal rejected but needed. Regarded but not… He, an ass, was given this most honorable task…
In these three examples an ass carried the King, killed a thousand men and saved a life… So, I ask the question again, “Who wants to be an ass?”
I love you ALL!!!