Short Story: What sort of a camel are you?

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The camel walked along behind the camel drover, thinking to itself, "Why do I allow that little man to control me when, I am three times his size." Then he reared up on his back legs, and he kicked out at the man, killing him instantly, with a savage kick to his head, and with another one, equally as savage, to his back. The camel looked down at his dead handler, and thought to himself, "What now, then?" He looked around, and he saw other camels being led by other handlers. He said to himself proudly, satisfiedly, "That is not my lot anymore." He ran off into the desert alone, but then a single shot rang out across the plains, and killed him too. Another handler had seen what had happened, and had labeled this camel a rogue camel, and so he had then killed it, just as soon as he could do so. What is the lesson here for us then? Love lays itself down at God’s feet and allows God to lead it in his way. Love never rises up against God and if it ever did so, it would not be love anymore. It would be anger, ego, self, replacing love, wanting to go it alone, on its own, which will always lead us to our own death of soul too. Keep loving God by being all that he wants you to be, by your following him, wherever he leads you too. You are free to be yourself, only when you are tied inescapably to God. True freedom within God is such a paradox, as is love too.