Unremitting Joy – 29

Once Cleopas and his companion recognized who Jesus was and he disappeared they knew they had to return to Jerusalem, despite the lateness of the hour.  Whenever I get to this part of the story I always imagine clouds of dust being kicked up by their feet as they rushed back to Jerusalem.  Maybe fear made them rush, for the road at night would have been far from safe, or maybe, just maybe now they knew no fear and it was pure excitement which urged them on.

They 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?’ That same hour they got up and returned to Jerusalem;

Luke 24:32-33a

29 Dusty Road

We are but dust and to dust we shall return, we are reminded of this at the beginning of Lent as ash is placed on our foreheads.  The dust is stirred up, no longer will dust be mere dust now, like Ezekiel prophesying to the dry bones, the dust will be stirred into life with news of Christ’s resurrection.

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