Thoughts for the second day of Holy week


This is what greeted us this morning!!  Charming. Serene. Peaceful.  Unexpected.

The girls missed the bus. The timing was all off this morning for buses.  Wonder if there will be track practice today.  We bought Amy running capris that hold in the body heat. We could only find ones with a reflective strip. The sales girl told us to use a Sharpie to cover it so as to meet the state track clothing regulation.

It just took a few practices in the whipping wing and temperatures in the 30’s to convince her of the need to be warm.  She balked at the idea. Running sprints and high jumping are a bit easier with warm bodies don’t you know? My goodness, have you ever seen those little shorts they wear? I drove in the slush the girls of school slipping a few times in the slush.

I was going ot the gym later this morning but I got a more fun offer..  My eldest daughter called inviting me on an outing to hunt of a pretty Easter basket for Sweet Pea Mary.  It is hard to say no when in reality the only thing holding me back it unfolded laundry.  Anybody who know me that is not going to happen unless my husband is coming home today and he is not.  Still traveling.



Today is the second day of Holy Week.

We had a donkey at church yesterday. The donkey acted like a reluctant middle schooler coming on stage; balked at moving another inch.  “Jesus” had to hopped off and greet the crowd on foot. No problem.

The girls and I laughed about it but know that any donkey specially prepared for the triumphant entry would not be balking.  Soberly we thought of the times we balk.

In ABF, Adult Bible Fellowship, our topic was love and living a life that demonstrated love to all.  Somewhere in the conversation it was mentioned that Jesus and missionaries do something extra special because they go to the cross and deny themselves. WHOA now!  Those who are in the group laughed knowing better and hating the false beliefs about them.

I think sometimes those folks among us are a visible reminder of obedience and a challenge to our own.

Because why? 

We actually really do balk at the idea of denial.

Denial of self is not set aside for someone who is special.  In this case, we all are special.  Denial of self is not special; it just is.  It is a part of who we are. Easy? No. A struggle at times? Sure. Exempt? No.

If we are following Him, where the heck do you think we are going?  Well, I hope your answer is where He goes.  Maybe the first answer that comes to mind would be heaven and that would not be wrong.

When Jesus walked on earth consider where He was intentional headed every day.

To Jerusalem.  

And we know what was going to happen there.

They were on the road going up to Jerusalem, and Jesus was walking on ahead of them; and they were amazed, and those who followed were fearful. And again He took the twelve aside and began to tell them what was going to happen to Him, Mark 10:32

To the cross. Is it misery every step? No. Is there joy in the trip? Yes. Is it direct? No.  It is focused? Oh yeah. Is it frightening? I think so, sometimes. Do we balk? Did the disciples balk? Yes , they did and we do. Did He go? Yes. Did they go too? Yes.



So, let’s go up to Jerusalem.  To remember and meditate on the implications of going up to Jerusalem to this week.  What does it mean in my living today?  How do I handle the balking?


As Jesus was about to go up to Jerusalem, He took the twelve disciples aside by themselves, and on the way He said to them,  “Behold, we are going up to Jerusalem; and the Son of Man will be delivered to the chief priests and scribes, and they will condemn Him to death, and will hand Him over to the Gentiles to mock and scourge and crucify Him, and on the third day He will be raised up.”  Matthew 20:17-19


blessings, linda


About chinamom3078

I am a woman who loves Jesus who loved me first. Prone to wander and distraction is common for me as I seek to reflect Him in my daily life. I am wife, mom, and grandma who has lived on 3 continents in 26+ apartments, townhouses, military housing, suburbs and now a 200 plus year old farm house. Preparing and hosting meals for the hundreds who have passsed through our home has been a joy and blessing to our family as we listened and shared over meals, coffee, light nights and Bible studies. A rich life! I have reached the age to feel qualifies to be an ”older woman” (as in Titus) even though I feel far from old and have plenty of room to grow each and everyday. And my joy is to teach Bible studies and help train other women to lead well.
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2 Responses to Balking

  1. Stephanie says:

    A beautiful post Linda!

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