Walk to Emmaus
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they came, hurrying to tell the tidings to the disciples in the city. In
some parts the road is not safe, but they climb over the steep places,
slipping on the smooth rocks. They do not see, they do not know, that
they have the protection of Him who has traveled the road with them.
With their pilgrim staff in hand, they press on, desiring to go faster than
they dare. They lose their track, but find it again. Sometimes running,
sometimes stumbling, they press forward, their unseen Companion
close beside them all the way.
The night is dark, but the Sun of Righteousness is shining upon
them. Their hearts leap for joy. They seem to be in a new world. Christ
is a living Saviour. They no longer mourn over Him as dead. Christ
is risen—over and over again they repeat it. This is the message they
are carrying to the sorrowing ones. They must tell them the wonderful
story of the walk to Emmaus. They must tell who joined them by
the way. They carry the greatest message ever given to the world, a
message of glad tidings upon which the hopes of the human family for
time and for eternity depend.
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