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eyes.”
    “Perception! Perception is the means to true belief. Because the eye is your lamp. If your eye is clear you will see light. If not clear—if it is blocked with a plank of offense and judgment—you will remain blind. You will be trapped in the darkness of grievance, offense, and judgment.”
    I heard the voice of Yeshua in my heart. Do you still believe in me, Maviah? Are you saved from darkness?
    Yes, I thought, because right now I trusted in Yeshua and felt no anxiety.
    “Listen to me, Talya.” Saba lowered himself to one knee. “All grievances are as destructive to you as murder, and they arise only from fear. Fear will render you blind. Yes?”
    “I want to see.”
    Saba nodded once, satisfied. “And so you will. Do you understand what I have told you?”
    “Yes, Saba.”
    “Of course you do.”
    He stood and spread his arms. “Of course you do!” he said with more volume, gazing at the sky. “You understand because you are a child, and unless you become like a child you cannot follow the Way of Yeshua!”
    Saba then lifted his face to the sky and closed his eyes. “You too will calm the storms that rise against you in this life!”
    He was speaking as a sage, I thought, and my heart pounded like a drum.
    “As a child you, Talya, will lead them. With faith you will move the mountain. They will know you for your love and for the peace that passes all understanding. You too will walk upon the troubled waters of this life and help the blind to see. The captives will be set free and all of heaven will invade earth as no army can, for you will bring light, not darkness, and you will show them the Way of Yeshua!”
    A heron chirped in the bushes behind me. The air felt thick. My heart had gone quiet.
    My son finally spoke in a soft voice, full of wonder.
    “If I will move the mountain later, can I move a stone now, Saba?” A beat passed. “Can you move a stone?”
    Saba lowered his arms, hesitating. “Not yet,” Saba said. “But I am less of a child than you. To begin, think of moving the stones that block true sight into the realm of Yeshua.”
    “And how can I remove the stones that blind me?”
    Now Saba was even slower to respond. This was the question that had often bothered Saba. If clear vision was required to see the path of faith into the kingdom, by what means could one’s sight be restored? We would one day return to Yeshua to uncover the mystery of this question.
    “You can only see this path by taking your eyes off of all other paths,” Saba said.
    Talya thought about this for a moment. “How?” he asked.
    “When the time comes, you will know how,” Saba answered, but I didn’t think the response particularly helpful.
    I could not contain myself a moment longer. I stepped out from between the rocks and hurried toward them.
    Saba turned his eyes toward me, then lowered his arms. Seeing Saba’s gaze, Talya twisted back, saw me, and raced for me, face lit like the stars.
    I stooped down, flung my arms around him, and swept him into the air, twirling.
    “What a big boy you are!” I said, kissing his neck and his cheek. “I love you more than life itself.”
    “Saba is teaching me, Mother! I will move the mountain. The Thamud cannot stand against me.”
    I set him down and I pushed my fingers through his tossed curls, wiped the dust from his cheeks. “Of course you will move the mountain, my dear. With a single word!”
    His eyes were the color of almonds beneath long lashes. Not a mark scarred his tender, smooth skin. He’d come from my mother’s tribe—scavengers who were the lowest in standing among all of the Bedu. Compared to the first five years of his life in the sands, our paltry existence was, for him, like living in a grand palace.
    How little it took to give an orphan a new life. Surely, this was Yeshua’s Way.
    Saba watched us with approval. “You must only follow everything Saba teaches you, and you will be the mightiest stallion in all the desert.”
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