We stepped off the bus...
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We stepped off the bus quickly on that bright, sunny morning in the Holy Land. Within a few steps of where our bus stopped was a tree in full blossom. Not a huge tree like an oak or a maple. Maybe 15 feet high was all. The tiny blossoms were yellow, or actually mustard, in color.
We almost guessed the kind of tree before the guide called us aside to tell us about it. Yes, it was a mustard tree. The guide took one of the little blossoms and rubbed it in her hand. Then she showed us the 20 or 30 tiny black seeds, mustard seeds.
Ah, this was what the Master was talking about when He said, "If you have faith as a mustard seed, you will say to this mountain 'be removed' and it will be removed."
This was in Bethany, where our Lord raised Lazarus from the grave.
We almost guessed the kind of tree before the guide called us aside to tell us about it. Yes, it was a mustard tree. The guide took one of the little blossoms and rubbed it in her hand. Then she showed us the 20 or 30 tiny black seeds, mustard seeds.
Ah, this was what the Master was talking about when He said, "If you have faith as a mustard seed, you will say to this mountain 'be removed' and it will be removed."
This was in Bethany, where our Lord raised Lazarus from the grave.
