It was after midnight when the last person left. Jesus was very tired. He looked at the black sky. There was no moon. The stars shed a faint light on the hills above Capernaum. Jesus turned to Simon. "It is time to rest." He went into the house. "The people had no fear of evil night spirits," remarked James. "They know he has power over them," commented Simon. In the morning, long before dawn, Jesus rose in order to pray outside the city. A few yards from Simon's home the street dwindled to a path, and Jesus had to push through the stiff, dry grass which grew knee-high all over the hillside. As he climbed, he walked around large rocks. When he reached the crest of the hill, Jesus stood for a long while gazing down at Capernaum, barely visible in the starlight. There was a little breeze from the east. It smelled of both lake and desert. The memory of the sick and lame people filled Jesus with sorrow. Some of these people really thought that everything would be all right if their bodies could be healed! What a terrible mistake! Had they understood what he had told them? Would they realize that they were thinking only of themselves? Perhaps their lives were too cluttered with little hopes and ambitions to see the will of God. How dearly they loved worthless things! Jesus found a hollow where the bushes sheltered him from the wind and knelt to pray. Dawn was turning the gray sky to blue when Simon was aroused from sleep by the noise of a crowd outside his house. He dressed hastily. "Where is the Healer?" shouted the people. Simon waved his hand for silence. "He is not here." His words were instantly drowned by a hundred voices. "Where is he?" everyone demanded at once. "I don't know where he is," answered Simon. "Will he be back? Where did he go?" Simon knew he would never succeed in sending them away. Andrew came out of the house. "Do you think we could find him?" asked Simon. "We can try," answered Andrew, smiling wryly. Without explaining their plan to the people, they set out toward the hills. Some of the people tried to follow, but Simon gruffly sent them back. The two men followed a faint path toward the top of the hill. For about a mile they walked, searching the slopes on both sides of them. "We may not find him at all," remarked Simon. At that moment Andrew caught sight of a patch of white ahead of them. "Is he up there?" Simon began to run. Jesus was kneeling in prayer. Andrew had seen a corner of his woolen robe against the dark bushes. "Rabbi!" panted Simon. "Everyone is looking for you!" He had interrupted Jesus' prayer, but Jesus was not offended. "I am not going back to Capernaum." "But, Rabbi," protested Simon, "hundreds of people need you. They are in pain. What will they do without you?" "I must go to the other villages of Galilee and preach the news of the Kingdom there too," replied Jesus.