I’ve always loved the Emmaus Road story, how a couple of disciples were travelling and the risen Lord joins them in the journey. They walk the whole distance to their destination, talking to him without knowing who he is, and when they arrive at Emmaus, they invite him to stay and “[w]hen he was at table with them, he took the bread and blessed and broke it and gave it to them. And their eyes were opened, and they recognized him.” I’ve always loved how he was revealed in the breaking of bread and yes, I make eucharistic associations there.
I see that Fr’nklin has been traveling to emmaus… himself, and shares a few insights from three encounters with Jesus… the second and third of which are separated by 15 years.
We walk in a sort of darkness…our vision clouded by doubt, worry, anger, frustration, discontent, busyness, or pain. Some of us walk this road longer than others…for some of us the city is 160 “stradia” from Jerusalem, while for others it might be only 60, or 10. No matter the length of the road, the distance seems too long.