Original Posting At http://thenakedalien.blogspot.com/2018/07/a-peaceful-place.html
The FirstGen Apostles gathered about the Teacher to debrief and give their mission trip reports. He said, “Come away with me to a peaceful place, for you are worn out and need to decompress and recharge.” All the marketplace hustle and bustle around them, the overwhelming needs of the many about them, and even their own unsustainable busyness, was too much for too long.
So they sailed away to find a peaceful place.
Many were they who saw them board the fishing-boat. Many were they that knew who they were. Many were they who needed them. Many were they who spread the word. Many were they who raced around the lake to see where the boat would come ashore. Many were they who were there when Jesus and his team arrived at the “peaceful place”. Like sheep without a shepherd, they milled about and jostled each the other.
He felt compelling compassion for their loss and fear, their pain and suffering, so the group beached their boat and stood before the mass of people. He at once began to teach them many things, for he was the Teacher. They heard and recognized his voice, for he was the Good Shepherd. After a while, those who were crippled and those who carried the sick arrived late, for they believed that he was the Great Physician.
Each time he and his students sailed away to find a new peaceful place, the people were there waiting. The spiritually-weak came to be touched by the Word, and the physically-weak came to be touched by his Love. Since they could not find a peaceful place, they returned to the hustle and bustle of the market places, for that was where the people were, and it was easier for the sick to see him there. Their working-vacation was over and they got back to their routine, but not even the disciples complained.
As he and his followers walked about within the crowds, peopled begged to touch his cloak, while some did not even ask, but all who touched it were healed. For he was Immanuel.
(Mark 6:30-34 and 53-56)