The who is not important, apart from being a pilgrim – a Christ believer and receiver. The why is more pressing. I want to lift you up. Almost literally. Almost.

The where is the blogosphere. I have taken up this spot in the blogosphere to be a pointer, a director. Ever more aware of the need for nourishment, stimulation and challenge in myself and others, I am here to put some nourishment, stimulation, challenge and encouragement in your path.

I will provide only a little in terms of original thought. I am a humble donkey after all. I will offer the thoughts of others – serious and humorous, factual and frivolous which I hope will cause you to treasure Life more and more.

I have intentionally not made the blog interactive – comments are not activated for now. But if you would like to have some communication with me I can be reached at dearhumbledonkey@gmail.com

The story of the Humble Donkey itself may be something I should share in time. But for now let’s get on with the nourishment.

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Waxing Lyrical a day before Wednesday

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I have in the past posted a poem – on a Wednesday purely because waxing and Wednesday start with the letter W. That’s pretty much the extent of my ‘wordsmithery‘.

But today is World Poetry Day and so here is a poem on a Tuesday. A dear friend recently lost his dear Ma or Oma as he would call her. Sweetly and tenderly he shared a few things about her. I was very moved.

This poem captures something of what he shared. I dedicate this poem to my friend, his family and the LORD who now securely holds Oma.


Waving goodbye

She almost always stood at that little window

and that little woman

round in form with her heart smiling,

we her family she loved, we her family she had.

Waving goodbye we smiled back,

further down the road and

a final glance revealed, the wave continued,

her love – always lingered long on the heart

like a lighthouse

radiating light and warmth

a wave of life beckoned us in

and blessed the journey out

and now we too have been waving

in loving, holding, accompanying.

Praying as this soft woman

now leans into the end of days

her journey almost over, almost begun.

And so she is gone, we weep and wave for her now –

she journeys apart from the body,

at home in the presence of the Lord.

Her head bowed here, but lifted there

He waves and beckons

and blesses her journeys end –

the lighthouse keeper with many rooms.

For if it were not so – he would not have told her.

He would not have told us

Wave – come in come in


Original poem by Humble Donkey. This poem cannot be reproduced without the permission of the author.

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