Spitster

Once upon a time, when imagination was still in vogue, there was this Camel named Spitster. Spitster was a fun loving, practical joker who loved to see people smile and enjoyed the fellowship of the population of The Pond. The Pond used to be a place where people could gather, have a picnic or two, a bonfire or just relax in one of the many hammocks that were there specifically for reflection, peace and communing with Abba. Spitster, if he wasn't the instigator was involved in more than one water pistol war, snowball fights and whatever else he could have fun doing.

Spitster is also a well travelled camel. He has been all over the world. Sometimes its just for fun, sometimes its for business (what kind of business does a camel have??), and sometimes its for the furthering of God's Kingdom. Of course, somehow he always had a hand, or rather, a hoof in some of the discussions....I am quite sure that he managed to start the "briefs vs thongs" conversation at The Pond. He was a fan of Spam and of course he laughed and poked fun at the thread that went for over 600 posts....

Spitster also had his tender moments. He wept and prayed with everyone when LadySly had a spiritual crisis, he became righteously angry at the mockers and the people who would show up just to scoff or cause problems, and I believe he also had a stint with the LBMB police force!

Spitster has indeed had a full life filled with laughter, love, travel and fellowship. Yes, Spitster is imaginary, but within that imaginary beast beats a heart of pure gold. He was born out of the imaginations of those who believe that there is still goodness out there. That regardless of race, creed, color or gender that God can still move in mysterious, wonderful and often times, hilarious ways. That there are people, or camels, that still care whether you hurt physically, spiritually, emotionally. They care that you are lonely, afraid and have no where to go. They love you unconditionally because Christ loves us unconditionally and they strive to be more like Him. They believe that in some cases, they are the only "Jesus" that some people will ever see in their lives...and they believe that if it takes the hilarity of a camel trying to squeeze his enormous humps through the eye of that little needle on the floor, then they will do their best to relay that information to you.

So, the end of this story is really the beginning, or the middle, but until Christ comes, not quite the end. Spitster will still travel the world; he will still begin marshmallow wars, hiding behind tall stacks of hay by the Pond. He will still try to comfort those who are sorrowful, rejoice with those who found their sporks, and engage in the most awesome snow cone eating competitions on the planet (by the way, he is the champion, most folks can't get through the brain-freeze stage).

Have a wonderful, blessed brain-freeze-free week!