Road to Emmaus, Fritz von Uhde, 1891, via Wikimedia Commons
On the Emmaus road
without realizing it
we spoke with Jesus – told him
what had happened in the capital
complained about the absence of God
We never recognized
this familiar figure
this familiar voice
When we arrived at the village
we sat down to eat, and then
our eyes were opened
We saw the one we were with
was Jesus
So preoccupied with
human thoughts,
we never dreamt
the man who died
was walking with us
how often will he walk with us
on the road?
Perhaps not until the great banquet at the world’s end
will we know how many times he has walked with us
Yorifumi Yaguchi, born 1935, Japanese Mennonite poet and pastor
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So they drew near to the village to which they were going.
He acted as if he were going farther,
but they urged him strongly, saying,
“Stay with us, for it is toward evening and the day is now far spent.”
So he went in to stay with them