But the lesson of it all
felt more s
ignificant than meets the eye.
Every year, we had been open
ing the door for this prophet,
and every y
ear we never really expected him to show up.
Why would we?
We spend much of our life, arguably all of our time here in church, seeking out God.
Yearning for the Divine to show up
riously be revealed to us
in the midst of a
frustrating morning commute
or in the calm of that familiar church pew
in the whisper of the cool mountain breeze just after daybreak
Or in the creaking of the ol’ house late at night when all are asleep.
We spend much of our life, prac
ticing holding f
ast to the hope
that just down the road,
just past the next hill, the next hurdle
Jesus will really show up.
Yet as I look
around the room today, I wonder, e
ven in our most wholehearted, faithful
are we really expe
cting to see Jesus at t
he door? And when he does appear, d
we have the capacity to recognize him, the trust to welcome him in,
the authentic faith to
to guide us down an unfamiliar
even treacherous path?
The two disciples had no idea what they were getting into
that day on the road to Emmaus.
We know for sure, they were in mourning
their hands and hearts still trembling from the
gruesome murder they had witnessed a few days earlier. Their friend, rabbi, holy prophet,
who they believed was the One sent by God
to bring redemption to
Israel was gone
crucified. Certainly, their hope of liberation and renewal had died with him.
Sure, some of their friends had said “he is risen”, “he can’t be gone” “Look, he’s not in the
but the two had not seen ‘Je
sus risen’ for themselves
and as much as they wanted
to keep up the faith
to believe in what he had promised them
they still couldn’t wrap
their minds around something so “impossible”.
And so, they left. Emmaus was no
t a very prominent destination.
was just a simple
They were going home
the place we all go when we are feeling lost and defeated,
when we need time to recharge, and heal,
and figure out our next steps.
expect to bump into some familiar faces
along the w
Perhaps on this stretch of seven miles they anticipated running into some old cousins who
they hadn’t seen for years,
maybe they feared encountering Roman soldiers looking to
capture any remaining Christ followers.
They expected to see
than the one they
longed most to see.
And so, when Jesus shows up
before them in
his risen body
are kept from recognizing him.’