It seemed as if what the old king had called “beginner’s luck” were no longer functioning.
In his pursuit of the dream, he was being constantly subjected to tests of his persistence and courage.
So he could not be hasty, nor impatient. If he pushed forward impulsively, he would fail to see the signs and omens left by God along his path.
God placed them along my path. He had surprised himself with the thought.
Until then, he had considered the omens to be things of this world. Like eating or sleeping, or like seeking love or finding a job.
He had never thought of them in terms of a language used by God to indicate what he should do.
“Don’t be impatient,” he repeated to himself. “It’s like the camel driver said: ‘Eat when it’s time to eat.
And move along when it’s time to move along.’” That first day, everyone slept from exhaustion, including the Englishman.
The boy was assigned a place far from his friend, in a tent with five other young men of about his age.
They were people of the desert, and clamored to hear his stories about the great cities.
The boy told them about his life as a shepherd, and was about to tell them of his experiences at the crystal shop
when the Englishman came into the tent. “I’ve been looking for you all morning,” he said, as he led the boy outside.
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