The thing about animals, though, is that if they are domesticated, they know their master. Ultimately, I think, all animals know their true Master, as well. Yet, unlike our bi- and quad pedal friends, we often do not.
"The ox knows its owner and the donkey its master's crib, but Israel does not know; my people do not understand." (Isaiah 1v.3)
Sometimes I feel like the stupidest of all animals, in that I so often lose sight of what the Lord has done, is doing, and has promised to do. I think that, somehow, the things that keep me nourished and going come from myself, rather than from the Provider. Unlike most animals, I kick and buck, at times, because at those times I really don't know the Lord very well.
There are plenty of times when a talking donkey has much more intelligent things to say that me, probably because he's better at following and trusting.
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