Jumpy or What?

Josh looked over at my hammock as I tossed and turned again, getting out of his hammock he came over and tapped me on the shoulder. Jumping coming right out of the dream I smacked my face on the roof of the bus then promptly hit the floor. “Same dream?” he asked trying not to laugh.

“Yeah but there was something different in this one, everything was the same except this time my name wasn’t said at the end of the dream, it was as if I knew the person whose eyes I was seeing from was not me this time. But I don’t know who it was. All I know is that I think I know the person.”

“Do you have any idea who this person might be?” Josh quizzed.

“No I don’t. If I don’t stop getting these dreams you’re gonna have to do a lot more of the driving, I won’t be able to function properly if this lack of sleep continues.” I stated.

“Well I guess we’re up so we might as well grab some breakfast and go to the shop to get that tire replaced.” Josh reasoned.

 After stopping in at the shop and going to Denny’s for a hot breakfast, we were on the road by eight thirty. We were aiming to be through the border crossing in Weyburn by ten. The line wasn’t too long being as it was Tuesday, so we were able to get through by quarter to ten leaving Canada behind us.

“Good Bye Canada!” Josh screamed out the window as we pulled away from the crossing.

We were now on SK-39 heading south ready for what we thought would be anything. It was the first time Josh had ever been on this side of the border and it was exciting for both of us. We had planned to take SK-39 to portal then take US 52 all the way to Jamestown where we would grab I-94 to continue our Journey.

Driving down SK-39, myself behind the wheel, Josh reached across the bus from his seat to the bookshelf behind me, grabbing his NIV bible from it. He just didn’t seem to like my version to well, the KJV. He would always say, “It’s riddled with errors.” Nevertheless, for the time being we had agreed to disagree. Flipping it open, he turned to his favorite chapter, Zechariah chapter 3 and began to read aloud, as I tuned into what he was reading.

“’Clean Garments for the High Priest’” he declared in a somewhat monotone voice. “’Then he showed me Joshua the high priest standing before the angel of the Lord, and Satan standing at his right side to accuse him. The Lord said to Satan ‘The Lord rebuke you Satan! The Lord, who has chosen Jerusalem, rebuke you! Is not this man a burning stick snatched from the fire?’ Now Joshua was dressed in filthy clothes as he stood before the angel. The angel said to those who were standing before him, ‘Take off his filthy clothes.’ The he said to Joshua, ‘See, I have taken away your sin, and I will put rich garments on you.’ Then I said, ‘Put a clean turban on his head.’ So they put a clean turban on his head and clothed him, while the angel of the Lord stood by. The angel of the Lord gave this charge to Joshua: ‘This is what the Lord Almighty says: ‘If you will walk in my ways and keep my requirements, then you will govern my house and have charge over my courts, and I will give you a place among these standing here. Listen, O high priest Joshua and your associates seated before you, who are men symbolic of things to come: I am going to bring my servant, the Branch. See the stone I have set in front of Joshua! There are seven eyes on that one stone. And I will engrave and inscription on it,’ says the Lord God Almighty, ‘and I will remove the sin of this land in a single day. ‘In that day each of you will invite his neighbor to sit under his vine and fig tree,’ declares the Lord Almighty.” After reading through this, Josh stopped and pondered for a moment then asked, “Who is getting crowned in this passage?”

Me, deciding to pull his leg, answered with a smirk, “Well, it depends on what you mean by ‘crowned’” which of course backfired on me, as Josh had no idea what I meant, making me have to explain. “Sheesh I should use something he will know next time.”

“I meant, who was getting the crown put on their head Peter.” Josh retorted.

 Trying not to giggle to death, I replied. “Apparently you, Joshua.”

“Who in the Bible, Peter?” Josh chortled.

“Well Joshua of course.” I responded giggling so hard I had to pull over to keep us safe.

“Which Joshua?” he queried, choking back some laughter as he tried to stay composed.

Me being the slow one of the two, asked. “What do you mean by that? I thought there was only one Joshua.”

To which Josh replied. “Jesus’ Hebrew name is Joshua.” I must have looked completely confused because he gave me a look that made me feel stupid.

“Jesus” I responded him slowly and questioningly. “Jesus was crowned here?”

To which he proceeded to explain in depth as I continued down the road as I quenched my giggles. As we continued our trip, we passed many animals along the road when suddenly there was an Obstinacy of Buffalo in the middle of the highway. Realizing we had to stop, we did. Josh jumped out of the bus with his camera and started snapping photo after photo as I decided to use the ‘travellers best friend’ I didn’t think we would be moving for some time.

A few hours later, still parked on the side of the road but by now, buffalo surrounded us, we could not even open our doors to get out of the bus, so as it was getting late we decided to call it a night. Before crawling into our hammocks, Josh decided to pray for a restful night for me.

We then called it a night with the buffalo ‘singing’ and rocking us to sleep.

The End

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