In the breaking of the bread,
Their eyes were opened – grand;
Who were these two,
Intentionally brought to understand,
The mystery of The Christ?
On ancient path they walked,
Only one name, Cleopas, given,
Yet Jesus knew and found them,
Knew their heavy footsteps driven
By pain, doubt, and loss.
Does Jesus know the women,
Seen on street below?
Does He know their names and ours,
The grief within, unshown?
Yes; His desire still the same –
Make burning hearts from broken,
Speak into our unspoken,
That we may live again,
“Then they told what had happened on the road, and how He had been made known to them in the breaking of the bread. While they were talking about this, Jesus Himself stood among them and said, “Peace be with you.” (Luke 24:35-36)
copyright 1/29/2018 by Ruth Tuttle Conard