On the Road: Jericho and Emmaus

On the road to Jericho, the attack was severe, unspeakable, crippling. And the loneliness, the loneliness. Lying there unable to move, unable to stop the would-be saviours who swept by, who pretended not to see, who were busy with other things, who rushed away with their knowledge of angels and their hearts of stone.

Betrayed.

On the road to Emmaus, the pain too was severe, unspeakable, crippling. And the loneliness, the loneliness. Fleeing in fear a world devoid of the one who should have been God, who promised, who tried, who died.

Betrayed.

On the road to Jericho, footsteps approached, a voice spoke, and gentle hands reached out, unexpected, and brought salvation.

And they went together.

On the road to Emmaus, footsteps approached, a voice spoke, and gentle hands reached out, unexpected, and brought salvation.

And they went together.

Two stories. Two roads. One journey.

Together.

Picture from: https://www.pinterest.com/roxanne_eubank/emmaus/?lp=true