Balaam’s donkey.
“When the donkey saw the angel of the LORD, she lay down under Balaam; so Balaam was angry and struck the donkey with a stick. And the Lord opened the mouth of the donkey, and she said to Balaam, ‘What have I done to you, that you have struck me these three times?’ Then Balaam said to the donkey, ‘Because you have made a mockery of me! If there had been a sword in my hand, I would have killed you by now.” (Numbers 22:27-29)
Animals have been known to perceive creation in ways not common to man. Balaam’s donkey knew that going forward would have delivered both she and Balaam to the angel’s sword. Man is blinded by pride which sets his course and is easily offended when challenged. A prophet suffered uncontrollable anger when he thought an animal was preventing his will. Man’s will can be violent, animals are content being silent.
If this cow could get your attention, and God would open her mouth, would she tell what she sees?
One man benefits from the labors of another. Hats are very symbolic in Pakistan. Someday we will receive our crown as Jesus assigns authority in His kingdom.
Opportunity is a gift. A decent job that pays a living wage is not available to all, nor do all have an abundant variety of food or amenities to take for granted. So much to be thankful for, so much need. Are we learning to share?
What is this child thinking? Is he thinking about his future? We have thought about our own, but do we think much about our eternal future?
When Satan has his way even Christians will doubt their worth. Demons designed a culture that regards one man over another. To be born into a Christian family of generational farm laborers, gypsies who lost their means of travel, doesn’t do much for your self-esteem. In a class-system society you are treated with contempt. If you also happen to be dark in color, and pregnant, photos of who you want your child to look like grace your wall. How sad to feel that way about who God created.
There is a cure. Jesus and the word of God. Pray to the Father to send more laborers into His field. Pray for those who now labor, and ask yourself, “Where are my treasures?” I’m pretty sure that’s what a prophet’s cow would want to say.
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