Wow, the fact that Jesus was not only walking and talking with the two distraught men, who apparently were followers of Christ but did not recognize him. I wonder what kept them from seeing who he really was. Was it that they followed in the crowds, but never really knew him up close? Was it a shield provided by God to conceal his identity for the time being?
This was only one of many sightings and visits Jesus made to many people over a period of 40 days. There were even reports of dead people being raised to life and walking among the living!
When Jesus was invited in for a meal with the two men, their eyes were finally opened after Jesus broke the bread and prayed to his Father a prayer of thankfulness. Then he disappeared, leaving them speechless, but the silence did not last. They returned to Jerusalem at once to rejoin the Eleven and others, listening to other reports of Jesus Sightings.
The meal, the way he broke the bread and gave thanks. Meal sharing with Jesus is an awesome, eye-opening event. Peter knows this too well, as Jesus grilled some fish and reinstated him on the beach.
Do I value him more than any other relationship? Great questions from my Pastor on Easter morning. He has made me think and evaluate who I treasure the most in my life. I have placed loved ones above him for far too long. The last two weeks, the effort has been made to center more of my thoughts and time on God.
I want to esteem him more than any person I have ever known or will know.
I find it fascinating what the people of the Way did after the Resurrection of Jesus. In one account (John 21), we see seven disciples (Peter, Thomas, Nathaniel, James, John, and two anonymous) fishing on the Sea of Tiberias or Galilee.
I mean, why not? It’s pretty much all they knew. Were they fishing for their stomachs and families, as well for a little extra cash? It doesn’t specify in the text, but one can only assume (dangerous task) that they returned to their normal patterns of livelihood.
We do know Jesus called them onto the shoreline to eat some fish he was grilling on the beach. Wow, what a Savior!
With arms high and heart abandoned;
In awe, of the one who gave it all.
My soul Lord to you surrendered;
All I am is yours.
(The Stand, written by Joel Houston of Hillsong United)
What a great statement considering my response to the bloody cross and empty tomb! It demands my soul, my life, my all.
Judas was a thief, by taking a cut from the disciples’ money bag, yet Jesus allowed him to keep his job as the money handler. I really don’t get it. How could Christ have let him continue in this tragedy of a life that will ultimately be taken? We do know that Judas felt badly for his actions; demonstrated by throwing the money bag back at the chief priests feet.
Then the story unfolds like a sad movie. Judas had every opportunity to return to Jesus and beg for forgiveness for the patterns of sin in his life. In some ways, Judas was not much different than me. I have been given much and much will be required of me. Yet, I have given so little, and sometimes it has been for self-serving purposes.
God, please allow me to continue in ministry and forgive me for being a person of paradox.
Nicodemus, a noted member of the pious and severely misguided Pharisees, decided he would meet Jesus when no one else was looking. Why did such a prominent man choose to be so discreet and alone with the Messiah? Was he ashamed? Was it that because it was night, the crowds were thinner? Did he want more one-on-one with the Savior?
It is fascinating to wonder and debate, but all we have is the fact that he came to Jesus by night in John 3:2.
My take? He knew it was putting him at risk with his religious leading buds. So, not out of shame, but mostly out of protection he sought Jesus at a safe time and place. Not bad considering his position and authority.
I love the exchanges between Jesus and his mother, especially in John 2:4-5
“Woman, why do you involve me?” Jesus replied. “My hour has not yet come.” His mother said to the servants, “Do whatever he tells you.”
Wow, the power of Moms unite! hahaha
There is something special about carrying a child for nine months and then bearing that kid into the world. Wow, I can only speak from watching and observing…the connection and bond is one of the strongest known in creation.
No wonder when Mary is concerned about her son and the things he can accomplish, heck she wants him to pick up the pace and do what can do to help the newlyweds have a wonderful reception.