<TITLE>08. Par 25-27</TITLE>L-25 And this day the wind was quiet, as it usually does at the setting of the sun, and the blue Galilee was beautiful and calm. And as the little waves begin to float... As the big fisherman climbed down through the midst of the brethren and set down by the side of Andrew, his brother; picked up his oar, and wiping the perspiration from his face, waved back to the audience again, as the thousands stood on the bank waving, and weeping for joy of what they had seen during the day. Every once in a while the oar-men would stop and wave again, as the ones on the bank, waving, "Come back and see us again, because our eyes have seen great things today."
There's something about it, that when... People always want to look a past the curtain, where they come from, and who they are, and where they're going. And there's only one Book, of all the writings that we have, that tell us that: That's this Bible. It tells us where we come from, who we are, and where we're going. And when they had seen the Author of that Bible, and had knowed that it was truly the Jehovah Who created the creation, they were so happy about it, they were wanting them to come back again.

L-26 And as they rowed on through the twilight, and finally so far out they couldn't see any farther... And they were waving farewell, and perhaps the last farewell, and they faded out of sight, as the little ship made its way with the little waves behind it, as the oarmen pushed it into the depths of the darkness of the Galilee.
After rowing awhile, it must've been the young John; young men's usually full of enthusiasm, as a student; he stopped. Must've been he that stopped, and said, "Brethren, we are well out into the sea now. I'm beginning to get a little bit tired, so let's stop just for a moment and rest." And each man stopping, pulling the great oar into the boat, begin to wipe the perspiration from their foreheads.

L-27 Young John set for a moment; he said, "Brethren (He must've said something like this.), we can certainly rest assure, that no matter what our priests had said, and what the majority of the people think, we are not following some fanatic. We are following the Son of God. I was a little in doubt until today, but when I seen those five thousand people, longing to hear Him speak a few words, and had come out in that hot sun, them mothers with those little babies. And how patiently they set, the ones that had the crippled, and the lame, and the blind, fanning them, trying to hear what He had to say. Then when they... The question come for food. And we got this little boy (that had probably played truant from school) and had a little--five biscuits and two little fishes, that... He called, and had them all to sit down."
He might've said something like this: "I climbed up on a rock behind Him to just wonder what He will do. Because I have somewhat in my heart, believed it, but it--it's been so real, till I could hardly comprehend it, to be a Man that eat with us, and slept with us, and walked with us, and talked with us, and was just an ordinary man. And I noticed Him, when He took those biscuits in His hand, them little loaves. He broke them and handed them out to we brethren. And as soon as those hands reached back, there was another piece of bread growed on to that where He had broke off."


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