Fools on the Road

The Road to Emmaus~ Luke 24:25-34

O fools, and slow of heart to believe..!

We are fools indeed, not knowing GOD, not seeing Him.

I am eagerly anticipating more lovefeast, another time of communion, communion bound by time. . ? It is at the Table that the disciple’s eyes are opened. They invited Him to the table and He took the bread and blessed it and broke it and gave it (verse 30).

Thank You, JESUS

  • for the Bread, You Are that True Bread from Heaven that comes down and gives Life to every man. Without You, we are dead already.
  • the Thanksgiving, in Blessing, we bless..
  • the Breaking. Shattered small to share.
  • the Giving. There is enough; enough for all, enough for each, enough forevermore.
  • the Opening. “And their eyes were opened, and they knew Him”.
  • the Knowing that “The Lord is risen indeed”.
  • And yes, LORD, the Vanishing.. learning Faith, the real trust. To train our spiritual eyes to look beyond ourselves. It is in Faith we please GOD. To sense You with everything but our sensibilities.

Thank You, JESUS, for the Emmaus Road, where we see coming to salvation and coming to the Table of the LORD. To thank YOU. And to Know YOU, for real, in the real sense of the Word. To know You Are with us in the places we don’t see You.

Fools on the Road

The Feast of GOD

Hummm… the jet engines send me further into the deep blue of night. Flight attendants bustle and I am amused by the two technical men behind me. My seat partner is deep into her summertime novel and smiles a knowing glance as I stifle a yawn..


..all this cramped air. I nibble my cinnamon biscotti to sweeten the blithe pungent roast of coffee, and there it is in the twenty-fifth chapter of Isaiah: this exciting dimension of now, that it is about God bringing glory to Himself and us trusting that salvation.

Cities of ruthless nations will revere You. For You have been a defense for the helpless,

A defense for the needy in his distress, A refuge from the storm, a shade from the heat..

The LORD of hosts will prepare a lavish banquet for all peoples on this mountain; A banquet of aged wine, choice pieces with marrow,

And on this mountain He will swallow up the covering which is over all peoples, Even the veil which is stretched over all nations. He will swallow up death for all time, And the Lord GOD will wipe tears away from all faces, And He will remove the reproach of His people from all the earth; For the LORD has spoken (NASB).

The LORD has spoken. Death gone. And HE is that feast. God invites us to feast. The flesh and blood, for all people and death swallowed up, and all these tears wiped away by the hand of God. Because He declares it so. The Lord, HE is God.

And it will be said in that day, “Behold, this is our God for whom we have waited that He might save us. This is the LORD for whom we have waited; Let us rejoice and be glad in His salvation (verse 9).

And so I know. Again. But more this time. WOW-ed. GOD IS full of Awe, grand awe. Our waiting is nothing in light of HIS saving. Because HE is God. If nothing else proved in my life I want to say, “Wow GOD”. As worship and as testimony.

God is the Best. So we are glad. And we are in Him; in His salvation.

So as I peer through the misty fog and blinking landing lights, I reiterate the lesson; HE IS my God! So.. I am not. But HE is. HE is the one bringing salvation. It is His Salvation. Ours because He gives it to us in giving Himself.

Yes, “I AM”.  So I can declare with Isaiah,

O LORD, You are my God ; I will exalt You, I will give thanks to Your name ; For You have worked wonders! (verse 1)

The Feast of GOD

Your Neighbor

“A man was going down from Jerusalem to Jericho, and he fell among robbers, who stripped him and beat him and departed, leaving him half dead.

Now by chance a priest was going down that road, and when he saw him he passed by on the other side. So likewise a Levite, when he came to the place and saw him, passed by on the other side.

But a Samaritan, as he journeyed, came to where he was, and when he saw him, he had compassion. He went to him and bound up his wounds, pouring on oil and wine. Then he set him on his own animal and brought him to an inn and took care of him. And the next day he took out two denarii and gave them to the innkeeper, saying, ‘Take care of him, and whatever more you spend, I will repay you when I come back’ (Luke 10:30-35, ESV).”

A light came on, Jesus is that Good Samaritan; the One despised and rejected of men. Him, the one we learn compassion.

I am this man, travelling my own road; I left the city of God to seek a city cursed of God.

What did I expect? I got what I deserved. I knew there were bandits lurking around each bend, hideous grimaces in the dark. It was my folly that lead me. And here to die with my pride. Stripped naked and penniless.

A priest, only to be busied by sacred rites, shrouds me with indignation. His cleanliness-conscious brother, the Levite also quickly steps by this obscene figure on his lane of travel. The law offered only justice, no life. But wherein the law was weak, thanks be to Jesus!

He came to where I was, saw me, and had compassion. Compassion enough to bind the wounds and pour the wine of the wrath of God, on Himself!

Truly He ever “binds up the broken-hearted (Isaiah 61:1, KJV)”! He paid the uttermost farthing. He poured the oil for my healing and for my lamp because He will come back!

So this loving your neighbor, hasn’t Christ lived the life? To love GOD entirely obviously requires a tireless, undiminishing effort. To cease from our own works and entirely abandon blasphemous acts of manufactured fruit.






Your Neighbor