Enraptured by the stories he told, people flocked to hear him. At times he had to board one of the fisherman's boats to speak to the crowds gathering to listen. Hillsides were covered with attentive listeners day after day after day. Not just once had the crowds followed him out into the wilderness or into the hill country to hear the wisdom that flowed from his lips. None had ever spoken like this man before. Dressed in a flowing white garment, simple, yet with just a touch of elegance, he commanded respect and admiration from villagers and countrymen alike. It was only some of the high priests that felt threatened by his teachings and by the crowds he drew who soaked up his words.
The little boy had followed the group of villagers into the hills when he heard them say they were going to hear the Rabbi. He was on his way to the market to take some loaves of bread and some fishes to his aunt to sell. But he never made it. Judith did not worry about him because she knew he was apt to go exploring as young boys do and would, perhaps come late. Her brother was a fisherman and his wife baked fresh loaves daily which along with her own cakes, she sold at market. It would be okay until her goods sold out. Only then would she really need the loaves and fishes from her brother and his wife.
Judith watched as villagers passed heading out toward the hills. "Going to listen to that story-teller, no doubt. Well, I just don't have time for such foolishness."Judith thought to herself. Yet, the market was thinning out as more villagers left the streets hurriedly upon finishing their work for the day. She hadn't seen some of the regulars for a couple of days now, she mused. Soon there was no one left in the streets to buy her bread, cheeses or fish. "Perhaps I should go and see this story-teller for myself."
The road to the hillside was very dry and dusty. Judith was glad she had eaten and had her flask of wine with her. It was hot and she had had an extremely long day, but it had been a very good one too. She hadn't really needed the loaves and fish her brother sent with little Benjamin. But where was the boy? Judith finally reached the edge of the crowd. They were all sitting down on the hilly grasses watching the man in the flowing garments. His eyes were lifted up to the skies, and he appeared to be speaking to the clouds. Strange fellow.
"What? Who? It can't be. Judith thought her eyes were playing tricks on her. But it was! Little Benjamin standing right next to the story-teller with a huge grin on his little face, eyes as wide as saucers. She couldn't tell exactly what was going on from the edge of the crowd, but people seemed to be eating! Where did all that food come from? For such a huge crowd, it had to be some kind of miracle. There wasn't even a large pile of food anywhere near the story-teller in the flowing purple robe.
"Been here for three days", she heard a man on the ground near her. "Sure glad Yeshua has something for us to eat." "Yeah," said another. I'm just about famished and if I had to go all the way back to the village-why the market is closed for sure." Judith thought to herself, "if only I'd have thought to bring a few baskets with me, I could have made more money! Oh, well, who thinks of things like that anyway after such a hard day. The sun will be down soon and it doesn't look like the story-teller is going to tell any more stories today. I'm going home, but not without Benjamin." Judith pushed her way through the sitting diners up to where little Benjamin stood next to the man. His eyes pierced her heart for just one brief instant with the gentlest smile. She acknowledged Yeshua with smile in turn,then turned to Benjamin. "There you are young man! I wondered what became of you. Come along now. Your parents will be worried about you." "OK"
"Just a moment, said the story-teller. Benjamin, is that your name then? Don't forget your baskets." Benjamin's eyes now grew bigger than ever before. "My baskets, but .." "There, there young man, were you not here when I taught what YWH commanded? Give and it shall be given to you.." "Well, yes, Rabbi, that's why I gave you what I had." "Go on, go now and take your baskets." "Peter, John, Andrew help the lad carry home his loaves and fishes" "Unless ye become as little children, ye shall in no wise enter the kingdom."
On the way home, Aunt Judith marveled at the day's events. She would not even have to bake in the morning for there was enough to stock her tables for the next two days. "Benjamin told her how he had heard Yeshua teach on giving another time and had given most of the loaves and fishes to travelers who had come a long way to hear the story-teller. Aunt Judith just said, "Benjamin, you are a very wise little boy to put into action what the Rabbi teaches, a very wise little boy indeed."