Yay! So, during Bible study today we were studying the section in the book on our "life’s work" and going over the verse "do everything without complaining." As I was shrinking in my seat recalling my earlier whiney post, J. called. Saved by the bell!
If you can believe this, he’s bored. (!?!) I guess they’re in a holding pattern until they are given a new task. I told him that after months of danger and tough work with no rest he should welcome "bored" with open arms. He said everyone thought they would until about Bored Day 4. Whatever. It’s buying my peace of mind for a while.
J. mentioned that during the Big Move, the Team stayed with a batallion of Kurds they had previously trained. It was neat to hear him talk about them with the same loyalty and friendship he would of his rugby brothers. The Kurds (or "the Peshmerga" as they’re better known) gave them each one of their traditional uniforms; their garb is quite different than Arabs’ and is a reminder of their days as militia men (and women!).
I realized that I’ve never posted any of the pictures they’ve sent us. The two above are from a while back. The first is the air assault team they put together; the second is from their intial meeting with the Kurdish brigade and batallion commanders. They look a little "mob-ish," don’t they? But have you ever known the Godfather to hold hands with his posse? (Kurdish are very touchy-feely, much to J.’s chagrin)