Following the Teacher Part 1: Gathering on the Mountainside
I was walking along the beach, gathering driftwood for a cooking fire the next time I saw him. It was a bit of a distance, but I recognized the men with him as two pairs of brothers—Andrew and Simon, and Zebedee’s sons James and John. My family bought fish from them from time to time. “Follow me,” I heard him say. Was he talking to me?