As nomads, our shoes may comfortably walk the warm and familiar sidewalks of the same neighborhood each day of our life. Our souls will be dusty and road-worn from carrying light to those who need it most. Our bodies may be broken, exhausted, but our hearts will be sustained by the deep joy of  The Holy Nomad. This is God’s call to us. This is our work. Let us “go forth” and live on this rugged road to joy so that the world might believe in the Resurrection.