50.2 The vision shows them coming out of the village and starting their journey to Bethsaida. But I do not hear what they are saying, in fact the vision is interrupted and it is resumed only when they are entering Bethsaida. I realise that it is that town because I see Peter, Andrew and James, with their wives, awaiting Jesus at the entrance to the village.
«Peace be with you. Here I am.»
«We thank You, Master, also on behalf of those who are waiting for You. It is not the Sabbath today, but will You speak Your words to those waiting to hear You?»
«Yes, Peter, I will. In your house.»
Peter is overjoyed: «Come, then. This is my wife and this is John’s mother and these are their friends. But there are other people waiting for You: relations and friends of ours.»
«Tell them that I will speak to them this evening, before I leave.»
I forgot to mention that they left Capernaum at sunset and arrived at Bethsaida the following morning.
«Master… please: stay one night at my house. The road to Jerusalem is a long one, even if I will shorten it for You, taking You to Tiberias by boat. My house is poor, but honest and friendly. Stay with us tonight.»
Jesus looks at Peter and at all the rest who are waiting. He looks at them inquisitively. He then smiles and says: «Yes; I will stay.»
It is a great joy for Peter.
People look out from their doors and exchange knowing glances with one another. A man calls James by his name and speaks to him in a low voice, pointing to Jesus. James nods in assent and the man goes and speaks to other people standing at a crossroads.
They go into Peter’s house. There is a large smoky kitchen. In a corner there are nets, ropes, fishing baskets. In the middle there is a long, low fireplace, but there is no fire.
Through two opposite doors one can see the street on one side, and the kitchen garden with a fig-tree and vines on the other side. Beyond the street the rippling on the sky-blue lake can be seen, and beyond the kitchen garden there is the dark, low wall of another house.
«I offer You what I have, Master, and as best as I know how to…»
«You could not offer any more or any better, because you are making your offering with love.»
They give Jesus some water to refresh Himself and then some bread and olives. Jesus takes a few mouthfuls only to please them, then He thanks them and eats no more.
Some children look in inquisitively from the kitchen garden and the street. I do not know whether they are Peter’s children. I only know that he frowns at the intruders to keep them out. Jesus smiles and says: «Leave them alone.»
«Master, do You want to rest? My room is here and Andrew’s is over there. Take Your choice. We will not make any noise while You are resting.»
«Have you got a terrace?»
«Yes, and the vine, although it is still almost bare, gives a little shade.»
«Then take Me up there. I prefer to rest there. I will think and pray.»
«As You wish. Come.»
A little staircase rises from the kitchen garden up to the roof, which is a terrace surrounded by a low wall. Even there, there are nets and ropes. But how much bright light, and what a beautiful view of the blue lake!
Jesus sits on a stool, leaning His back against the little wall. Peter bustles with a sail that he spreads over and on the side of the vine to make a shield against the sun. There is a breeze and silence. Jesus is visibly happy.
«I am going, Master.»
«Go. Go with John and tell people that I will be speaking here at sunset.»
Jesus remains alone and prays for a long time. With the exception of two pairs of doves that come and go from their nests, and the twittering of sparrows, there is no noise or living being near Jesus praying. The hours pass peacefully and quietly.