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April 23, 2014    

Chris McDonnell, UK 

Walking a dusty road together
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There is something in the story of the road to Emmaus that is very different from other Gospel narratives, different because of its mystery and the very humanity of its experience.

 Two men, tramping the dirt road from Jerusalem to the village of Emmaus , warm in the afternoon sun, talking to each other of the days they had lived through, the Passover that had just been celebrated and the death of their friend, the Nazarene.

 They were joined by a stranger who spoke with them and talked of Scripture but did not disclose himself. We are told they did not recognise him. They obviously made some real contact though for they invited him to share their supper when they finally arrived at the end of their journey.

 Then, over their meal together he broke bread and shared it with them and they realised his story. After he left them, they reflected  on his journey conversation and even commented to each other on how his words had stirred within them.

 Anxious to get their news back to those left behind in Jerusalem , they immediately set out again on the return journey.

What a fine story of faith, of revelation and commitment, simply told. It is a story that we too can experience in our lives of struggling faith. In the final part of the Waste Land , T S Eliot asked the question:

“Who is the third who walks always beside you?

When I count, there are only you and I together

but when I look ahead up the white road

there is always another one walking beside you….”

 There is always that other presence on our journey, unrecognised and sometimes unrecognisable, the Risen Lord. He is there for us even if we do not realise it.  In a similar manner The Joy of the Gospel asks each one of us to walk beside others whose journey may be difficult and whose feet are sore. The arm to lean on, the hand on the shoulder, the attentive listening to their story, all are reflective of the Emmaus Road .

 Just before Easter, on April 15th, the memorial service for the 96 football supporters of Liverpool Football Club who died 25 years ago watching the semi-final of the Cup, was held at Anfield. For their families and friends these years have been a long time seeking justice. With the original flawed Inquests set aside, a new examination of that tragic event has begun and honest answers are being sought.

96 seats covered  with 96 scarves in the Kop 

     

Being there, being alongside a person in their struggle, when the outcome is unsure, is so important.

The anthem of the Club says just that.  “You’ll never walk alone”

 

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