“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.
If anyone asks you, ‘Why are you untying it?’
just say this, ‘The Beloved needs it.’”
—Luke 19.30-31
My dear one,
your heart, your time,
your prayer, your imagination,
your faith and your doubt—
I need it.
Your thoughts, your voice,
the way you treat strangers,
I need it.
I need your presence
where there is hurt.
I need your risk in loving those
who are hard to love,
your vulnerability in caring for what is heartbreaking,
your hope in the dawn long before dawn.
I need you to convey me into the city,
to bear me into people’s hearts.
You, donkey-plain,
ordinary and waiting,
you are what I need.
Listen:
I have sent my servants
to untie you.
—April 9, 2019