Scampering like a squirrel up a shady Sycamore tree, the small man peered through the leafy branches oozing curiosity. Who was this man who drew people like flies to the honeypot in warm, dusty Jericho? Stretched on a limb he gasped as the teacher looked up and caught his eye inviting himself to dinner that night. Shock arose in the murmuring crowd and more in the tax collector deemed a sinner by the throng of sneering onlookers. In a wondrous instant Zacchaeus grew by leaps and bounds ready to return his cheating spoils to the annoyed people. Flooded with divine light he who was lost was suddenly found by a loving Saviour, rejoicing in the power of now and table fellowship. Salvation had arrived in a unique way sprinkled with bursts of joy, for the one once small had grown so tall. (based on Luke 19:1-10)