During these times of quarantine and shelter in place, I am learning so many new things. I suppose it is because I have been forced to slow down. I’ve known in my head that Jesus won’t come where He hasn’t been invited, but I’ve never realized how much He desires our communication with Him, that He craves our invitation. As I slow my steps, I see more; I hear more.
I’ve read “The Walk to Emmaus” in the Gospel of Luke many times before, but it never had struck me what happened right before Jesus broke bread with them. It reads, “As they came near the village to which they were going, He walked ahead as if He were going on. But they urged Him strongly, saying, ‘Stay with us, because it is almost evening and the day is now nearly over.’ “So, He went in to stay with them.”
We don’t know if Jesus was really going to leave them when it was almost evening. All it says is that when they came near to the village to which they were going, He walked ahead as if He were going on. The Lord didn’t stay with them until they urged Him strongly, almost begging Him to stay. Are there times when He may “walk on ahead” of me because I don’t take the time to tell Him how much I need His presence in my life?
Directly after the disciples asked Him to stay, “He was at the table with them, He took bread, blessed and broke it, and gave it to them. Then their eyes were opened, and they recognized Him.” Are there times that I am going so quickly that I, like the disciples, don’t recognize Him, places I don’t hear Him or see Him?
And really, in a way, those disciples had been quarantined together in the Upper Room. Were they more prepared to be with Jesus and ask Him the right questions because they used their time in the Upper Room the way He wanted them to? All these questions give me the motivation to think about how to best make use of this unique situation.