This morning devotion is about 'Hope in Grief', with Bible verses reading are taken from Luke 24: 13-32, On the road to Emmaus.
This is a very familiar story for us Christians. Every Christians who grew up in a Christian family, read Bible and went to Sunday School, are pretty familiar with this story. The only name I can recall is Cleopas, one of the companions who converse with Jesus without realising that He is the Lord that they were talking about in that contemporary Jerusalem. I can imagine Jerusalem, the City of Light in those days. Perhaps few thousand urbanites and migrant Jews lived there, the pilgrims before Pesah festival.
Everyone talks about this rebellious Jesus and His disciples. He is just a villager from Nazareth who turned out a prophet, and worse, blasphemous person for saying that He has the authority in par with the authority that Yahweh has. The Roman government in Judea has made its decision to follow the crowd's will: punish Him to death. And with the crucifixion, buried the hope they had for Him to free Israel as a nation, that's always defeated since King David.
Long story short, Jesus talked with Cleopas, and even ate with them in the dining table for dinner [hence question about His new resurrected flesh - it is not a ghostly body, invisible and untouchable. It is touchable, visible, carrying remarks from His past life - the nailed pierced hands - and can eat if He wants to]. And their eyes are opened. That He is the Lord.
Just some rough ideas about life and the small daily crumbs..
