C.S. Humble

In the spirit of Easter–

I have been thinking about the resurrection and the appearing of Jesus to his disciples in the later chapters of Luke. I began to think about the walk they shared to Emmaus.

How many times have I missed the face of Jesus on my way to Emmaus?

Emmaus truly serves the reader as a symbol of our own path. In that we have walked countless roads in our own lives and failed to see the pilgrim Christ on the way we have chosen. This Emmaus journey, that in all rights should lead me to
Jerusalem, has reminded me of the power God can wield in the given moment. Within each traveler is a journey of infinite discovery. All their stories will mirror my own, in the regard that they too were going to Emmaus, but some will differ in the reason why they seek Emmaus.

While on the way, I must watch for the traveling messiah and I must reflect his manner and attire. Though I am a stranger to many, on the way to Emmaus, I hold in my heart the story of what happened in
Jerusalem. Only three days ago.

For those who cannot yet see Christ on the road can easily see me.

Ever watchful on the road to Emmaus…
Ever vigilante on a road to Jerusalem…

Truth Prevail,

-C.S.