After Luke 24:13-35
They walked along the road,
talking of all that had passed,
when a stranger came along,
asking them of what they
talked. Amazed that anyone
wouldn’t have heard, they
told him of the arrest,
the trial, the beatings,
the execution, the burial,
the body’s disappearance,
the report that the executed
man lived. Walking alongside
them, he listened, offering no
comment. He agreed to join
them at table and eat, and as
they sat, he broke bread, not
unlike the last time he’d
broken bread with them,
and suddenly they know.
Their eyes opened,
and they knew.
Photograph by Perry C via Unsplash. Used with permission.
Some Sunday Readings
Suffering and Solace: Edgar Allan Poe’s Catholic Imagination – LuElla D’Amico at Church Life Journal.
Goodnight Crow – poem by Megan Willome at Everyday Poems.
The Definitive Guide to Christian Denominations – Steven Wedgeworth at Logos.
The Ten Most Beautiful Symphonies – Stephen Klugewicz at The Imaginative Conservative.
I See the Hostages in My Children’s Faces – Nani Beraha at The Free Press.
1 comment:
This story has always caused me to wonder and ponder, Glynn. Jesus appears/is revealed to us in so many unexpected ways, and this is a perfect example. May we open our eyes!
Blessings!
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