Now that same day (the day the tomb was empty) two of them were going to a village called Emmaus, about seven miles from
. They were talking to each other about everything that had happened. As they talked about these things with each other, Jesus himself came up and walked along with them, but they were kept from recognizing him. Jerusalem
He asked, “What are you discussing together as you walk along?”They stood still, their faces downcast…(Luke 24:13-17).
The dialogue continued, but for many miles Jesus was only a stranger to these disciples. He didn’t look familiar, yet before their eyes were opened to who He was, their hearts burned within them as He spoke. Their spirits knew Him, but their eyes did not.
I’ve had a lot of conversations lately about hearing God speak. Most have been questions. How do you know if you hear Him?
Many of us long to hear His voice. How many of us try to hear Him by the way things look around us? I wonder if the circumstances of the day veiled the disciples eyes to recognize His face?
For me, hearing Jesus speak is more like a thought in my head with a tug or burningin my spirit. Then I know He has spoken. This is how the disciples knew too. Their hearts were burning within them as He spoke.
I wonder what He looked like; His face had certainly changed. But His heart had not. And they knew His heart.
How gently He restored His disciples and revealed Himself to them.
He is the same today.
Spend some time with Him. He is a Savior of love and revelation.