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| ps from psI forget people’s names a lot. I’ve either (a) maxed out the number of people’s names I’m allowed to retain, (b) killed off two many brain cells at Bills tailgates or (c) getting old and experiencing some memory loss. Or maybe a combination of all three. It’s frustrating when someone is standing right next to you and you know you know them from somewhere, but not sure where and are too afraid to talk. Sometimes I’m out in the world and sitting right next to someone that I know and don’t even realize they are there. I’m either distracted, on my phone, deep in thought or spaced out and I don’t even see them. It happened to the disciples too. Except they had a valid excuse. Jesus, their mentor, rabbi and savior, had just died. All their expectations had just been shattered. And while they walked to the town down the road, the risen Jesus walks right up to them and they didn’t know who he was. They can’t blame Bills tailgates, but they can blame grief, confusion and hopelessness. The story continues that Jesus shares the whole Biblical plan with them, gets invited to their house, while there breaks bread and communes with them and only then do they figure out who he is. And then they say one of my favorite phrases in Scripture: “Were not our hearts burning within us while he was talking with us on the road?” Jesus didn’t wait for them to recognize him before he walked with them and communed them. He didn’t shame and say “don’t you dopes know who I am?” He just walked along side them in their grief. Were not our hearts burning? Not only do I struggle with names, I struggle with seeing God in live time. During wars. During crazy verbal fights between Presidents and Popes. During the loss of really good young people who die too soon. During the super hard moments of life. But in every instance, when I pause, pray, commune and reflect, I can see that I never went through the toughest moments of life alone. God was on that rough road with me. Sometimes it was a short walk and sometimes it was a damn long dangerous superhighway. But I wasn’t walking alone. Were not our hearts burning? Wherever you walk today, you are not alone. Wherever you take your confusion, grief and shattered expectations, you are not alone. No matter how long this road looks to be, you are not alone. May your hearts burn in live time today to recognize Jesus walking with you. Lord, thanks for finding me on the road. AmenStill in One Peace, PS |
April 15, 2026
