More than a Donkey, a Friend

I lost a dear friend last night, her name was Jenny. She’s not exactly what most would expect, she was a donkey. When I lived in Cripple Creek, Colorado high up on a mountain hundreds of miles away from everyone I loved and knew and found myself fresh out of a 10 plus year emotionally abusive relationship, it was a small herd of donkeys that I first found as friends. This herd roams the city freely during most of the year and they would come by my place often. I would go out and feed them carrots and apples almost daily during the months they roamed. If I was not out, Jenny would come to my back deck and bray for me to come down. She would listen as I talked without judgement (smiles). They were a HUGE part of my emotional healing. I saw where she had died last night following an illness last month. It just broke my heart. It might seem silly to some, but that herd became like my family. People come from all over to see these donkeys. She will be so missed. She was certainly loved.

I have no doubt God placed me in that little town with those donkeys because He knew how much I was going to need them at that time in my life. I am thankful for the time I got to spend with Jenny and all of the herd. They helped me recover from a very dark place. You might say, “a herd of donkeys did that?” They most certainly did. I can’t tell you the times I would be crying when that herd showed up and by the time they left my tears were had completely dried. They had a calming, soothing effect. They were gentle and loving. The Lord always knew when I needed them. I still smile when I think of Jenny braying for me to come out (and to bring her carrots)! She was the only one of the herd to do that and she knew I’d always respond. I’m so thankful that God knows what we need, when we need it. Placing me in a town where donkeys roam free, that’s God! 💛 ~ Chelle, #f8ithgal

“Be not ye therefore like unto them: for your Father knoweth what things ye have need of, before ye ask him.” Matthew 6:8