With Open Eyes

    Now that same day two of them were going to a village called Emmaus, about seven miles from Jerusalem.  They were talking with each other about everything that had happened.  As they talked and discussed these things with each other, Jesus himself came up and walked along with them; but they were kept from recognizing him.  
    He asked them, “What are you discussing together as you walk along?”
    They stood still, their faces downcast.  One of them, named Cleopas, asked him, “Are you only a visitor to Jerusalem and do not know the things that have happened there in these days?”
    “What things?” he asked.
    “About Jesus of Nazareth,” they replied.  “He was a prophet, powerful in word and deed before God and all the people.  The chief priests and our rulers handed him over to be sentenced to death, and they crucified him; but we had hoped that he was the one who was going to redeem Israel.  And what is more, it is the third day since all this took place.  In addition, some of our women amazed us.  They went to the tomb early this morning but didn’t find his body.  They came and told us that they had seen a vision of angels, who said he was alive.  Then some of our companions went to the tomb and found it just as the women had said, but him they did not see.”
    He said to them, “How foolish you are, and how slow to believe all that the prophets had spoken!  Did the Messiah have to suffer these things and then enter his glory?”  And beginning with Moses and all the Prophets, he explained to them what was said in all the Scripture concerning himself.
    As they approached the village to which they were going, Jesus continued on as if he were going farther.  But they urged him strongly.  “Stay with us, for it is nearly evening; the day is almost over.”  So he went in to stay with them. 
    When he was at the table with them, he took bread, gave thanks, broke it and began to give it to them.  Then their eyes were opened and they recognized him, and he disappeared from their sight.  They asked each other, “Were nor our hearts burning with us while he talked with us on the road and opened the Scripture to us?” 
    They got up and returned at once to Jerusalem…
 – Luke 24:13-33a

Oh, what it would be like to walk beside the risen Lord, listening to him teach about the things you have just witnessed with your own eyes.  There is that fear that you lost everything that you held onto for the years that you followed this Jesus of Nazareth when he died on the cross.  Then to find out the tomb in which he had been laid was empty. 

One has to wonder where these disciples were headed and why.  Were they returning back to their homes and families?  Were they going to tell those that couldn’t make it to Jerusalem the news of His death and mysterious disappearance?  Were they fleeing from the Jewish leaders and rulers? 

A stranger on the road opened their eyes to the things unseen.  For years they had listened and watched their teacher, learning how to live, but they were not living.  They studied the scriptures, the prophets and kings, but they didn’t see it being fulfilled right in front of their eyes. 

Their eyes were open as their Savior started walking along side them and explaining everything that they had experienced.  And yet, it wasn’t until they shared a meal that they realized who this stranger was, their savior. 

And it is in this day we celebrate with our unseeing eyes opened through our faith.  We have not seen, but we believe. 

Then Jesus told him [Thomas], “Because you have seen me, you have believed; blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.”
 – John 20:29

God Bless and PEACE

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