There are a lot of nomadic people groups in our world. Some have been nomadic by their own tradition and choice such as the Mongolians or Bedouins. I have a lot of compassion for groups who throughout history were forced to leave their homes to wander the world such as the Romani, Hebrew, and now our dear Syrian friends.
The despised people who wander the world with no rest or sense of belonging remind me of our own valley experiences of fatigue, anxiety, and sickness. Feeling like an outcast or an unwelcomed can be a powerful force pushing us forward in our search for rest and peace as though seeing the Lilly of the Valley on the side of the rough road. In my faith, Lord Jesus is often referred to as the Lilly of the Valley in our scripture just for this reason; because we find abundant hope and life in the most barren valleys of our souls. Just as we push forward through our afflictions, we always have the reminder of the Lilly of the Valley.
I suppose we can thank Lilly of the Vally for preserving such great cultures during great historical diasporas.
May God heal and bless dispersed people everywhere. God have mercy on me and on the whole world.