ANDREW THE FIRST DISCIPLE
30 AD Jordan River Valley
“John… Are you awake?” Andrew asked.
“I am now,” he said amusingly. “I know what you are thinking. You want to leave here and search for him.”
“I have the feeling that you will argue that we don’t know what he looks like. We have no idea where to start to look for him.”
“Well… I have one idea,” John said. “We stay with the master because he knows who he is.”
“It will be hard to leave him, but I have a strange feeling we are suppose to.”
“I hope we find him soon or else our brothers will not be too happy we’re not back.”
Andrew laughed at that. “I guess we should speak to the master about returning up north before winter sets in. Simon will probably be grumpy if I, that is, we… don’t show up for Fall fishing.”
“I am sure your brother and James are killing each other as well as driving my father crazy over who is the better fisherman.”
They both laughed again. “We better get some sleep, Andrew. The morrow will be busy.”
Andrew was carrying some bundles into a tent. John was not far behind also carrying bundles. Then, another of the Baptist’s followers came to them and told them to meet the master by the road.
They found the Baptist talking to some soldiers belonging to Herod Antipas’ palace at Jerusalem.
“Do not extort money from your brethren or even from foreigners. Make no false accusations. And be content with your pay,” the Baptist instructed.
When he saw Andrew and John waiting, he dismissed the soldiers and a small crowd watching. Then, all three meandered toward the shade of a large tree to watch the foot traffic on the dusty road. For a long time, they just stood there looking at the passersby. John and Andrew looked at each other. John shrugged his shoulder. Then, the Baptist took a half step forward, like he saw someone he was looking for.
“Behold,” he said in a soft voice as he gestured with his hand. “…the Lamb of God!”
Both John and Andrew looked towards where he pointed. At first, they were not sure who among the foot traffic was the Baptist pointing at. Then, they noticed a lone individual garbed like what most Galileans wore. He just went off the road and started walking up a hill.
They both looked at each other, then they faced the Baptist.
“Go,” he said. “This is as it should be. Farewell.” Without saying another word, he walked away.
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