I am a nomad. I have been wandering this forsaken desert called Work Week. It has been treacherous. It has been long. It has been frustrating. I have come across other nomads in this desert. Most of them have been on my nerves while we are wandering. They should be stomped by camels. If I had a camel, I would say “go ahead and stomp them.” I have stopped every evening to rest, but knowing I had to continue the next day, the rest was short and fitful.
But I have found an oasis. It is called The Weekend. Two whole, glorious days of rest and relaxation. No one calling me to save their day.
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Aw, sounds like you had a super exhausting week, Super Steve! I love the camel thing! If you moved south, like, South Africa south, you might even get to see it happen…I’m sure they have warehousing needs in South Africa!
One question, of a spiritual nature -if you don’t mind- since you used to be my pastor: how would it go over with the Big Guy for me to say, “they should be stomped by camels,” about my co-workers since I work on a missions base? Can I do that? *Please say yes.*