He sat on the edge of his bed, mapping the day—distracted, edgy, wondering when or if the voice of God might invade his mind. If yesterday was only a test, it would be counter to everything he knew about Him. The One he served would never make a promise and not fulfill it. Zeke was grateful the Lord hadn’t begun this day with some dramatic, audible proclamation. He had always been a quick starter, eager to get rolling, and had to remind himself to move stealthily and keep lights low so Alexis could sleep while he showered, shaved, and dressed head to toe in black, loose-fitting, breathable garb. Yes, black. Even his wide-brimmed hat. Zeke knew wearing black in the sun in temperatures that hovered in the 120-degree range and often reached 130 flew in the face of conventional wisdom—and persuading his teammates of the same had been no small task. He had learned the trick by researching why so many sheiks and Bedouins in the deserts of Saudi Arabia dressed that way. Though it is true that white reflects light, it can also divert body heat directly back at you.
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