Luke 24:30-35 NRSVue
30When he was at the table with them, he took bread, blessed and broke it, and gave it to them. 31Then their eyes were opened, and they recognized him, and he vanished from their sight. 32They said to each other, “Were not our hearts burning within us while he was talking to us on the road, while he was opening the scriptures to us?” 33That same hour they got up and returned to Jerusalem, and they found the eleven and their companions gathered together. 34They were saying, “The Lord has risen indeed, and he has appeared to Simon!” 35Then they told what had happened on the road and how he had been made known to them in the breaking of the bread.
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Some thoughts on this scripture
Stay with us, Lord. Be a guest at my table. Help me make sense of my life and yours.
Lord, let me walk towards the setting sun as Cleopas did, heading west from Jerusalem. In my prayer I turn over the events of Good Friday, and taste the bitterness of that failure. I hardly notice the stranger who joins us, except for some irritation that he seems to know so little about these events. Then he starts to talk about what has happened. Slowly my heart is touched and a tiny seed of hope starts to grow.
It was only when they stopped to reflect that the disciples recognised that their hearts had been burning. I ask God to guide me as I look over recent days that I may see where I have been called to life, that I may recognise where I have walked in Jesus' company.
I give thanks to God for the meals that I have shared, for the company I have enjoyed. I pray for all of those with whom I have broken bread.