What happens when you look at something
from a different angle?
What happens when you suddenly see something
in a completely different way?
Take the scene in today’s gospel
for instance.
I suspect that, for most of us,
when we hear this story
about two travelers
on the way to Emmaus
we picture two fellows
walking down a dirt road.
But guess what?
There’s good chance that
Cleopas’ companion on the road
was also his wife at home.
Why?
Well, today’s passage comes from the Gospel according to Luke.
But, in the Gospel according to John,
there is a reference to a woman named Mary
standing next to Mother Mary
at the foot of the cross.
This other Mary is identified as the wife of Clopas
Now, Clopas and Cleopas sound a lot alike!
Could they be different spellings
of the same name?
Could one a formal name
and the other one a nick-name?
(like the names, “Henry” and “Hank?
In other words,
different names, but the same person?
Well, if so,
that changes how we experience this story.
Because, if this episode centers
on a husband and wife
heading for home in a town called Emmaus,
it makes it easier to imagine the Risen Lord
seated at our own kitchen table,
passing us a bowl of potatoes
and asking, “What’s for desert?”
What a difference this “new angle”
brings to this familiar story!
Now, not only does it encourage us
to imagine Christ seated at our table
but seated next to us
on the drive to work…
or riding with us in the cab of a tractor
while we’re sowing wheat…
or cheering alongside us
at the football stadium on a Friday night.
So, ask yourself:
How does the Risen Christ
appearing to a guy named Cleopas
and his wife, Mary,
affect the way you hear this story?
What comes to your mind
when you picture the Risen Lord
walking down the road and falling in step
…with a married couple?
Does it make you think about
ordinary, yet sacred, moments in your own life, such as
—the first time you held your newborn daughter
in the delivery room at Wayne Hospital?
—or that day last week when your teenager came home
proud and confident
after winning a scrimmage game against Arcanum? ?
Are not these times when
“our hearts burn within us?,”
realizing that Christ does indeed
walk at our side…every step we take…on the road of life?
in every meal grabbed on the run
in every birthday candle placed on a frosted cake
every room ever swept
every flat tire replaced;
every bill paid
every rosary prayed?
Do not our hearts burn within us
each time we stop and savor
the smell of chicken soup cooking on the stove,
the sound of a lawn mower in the back yard
or your husband walking through the back door saying,
“Honey, I’m home!...You glad to see me?”
Friends, the Risen Christ does, indeed, accompany us…
each mile we make, each step we take
to that one place,
that special place
that holy place
that sacred place…called home.