“Look at that,” his men cried. “Even the storm obeys him.”
Where are they going? Are they coming here?
Yes, of course, Connor. That's why we're watching them.
What of the madman?
He's important, too.
Jesus and his disciples arrived in the morning at the coast near Gadara, rowing in the now-calm waters. Many more men from Capernaum in little ships followed. Jesus lay in the back of the first ship, asleep once again.
“He's worked hard for many days planting spiritual seeds amongst the multitudes, and he is tired,” Peter said. “I'm sorry we doubted him. He does this for us and the glory of God.”
Big Daddy wondered, Why do I do what I do? He pondered this as he gazed at the boat and the men debarking. There was one who looked familiar, a small man with wild curly hair, but Big Daddy cou
