Samuel D. High
sdhigh@aristotle.net
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From: Apostle Tom <pressingon@hotmail.com>
Sent: Fri, 21 Mar 2008 07:29:01 -0500
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Subject: Morning Manna (Mar. 22); BP: Lk. 24:13-32; RBTTY: Lk. 1:39-56;
March 22 “When Dreams Die”
“But we trusted that it had been He Who should have redeemed Israel. And, besides all this, today is the third day since these things were done.”
Luke 24:21
Could today be the day?
Today’s Manna is a wonderful reminder of the reality of the Resurrection—for we, like the two, heartbroken disciples on the road to Emmaus, know the disabling power of disappointment and dashed dreams.
Even if we’d never read the Bible or heard the Easter story, we can identify with these two men. . .for, who of us has never experienced heartbreak so great that we inwardly groaned and lost hope? Or, who of us has not known the pain of unmet expectations—especially when we were convinced we were right in our convictions?
Let’s face it:
Dreams die slow. And, a part of us dies with them when they’re dashed on the hard rocks of reality.
We wince in pain. Hot tears flood down our cheeks as our heart’s dam finally bursts wide open. We weep like there’s no tomorrow because, at least at that moment, it seems like there isn’t.
Then, slowly, but surely, the tears stop. And we tighten the heart-faucet’s valve, vowing to never let that happen again. . .not knowing it takes a hardened heart to keep that from happening.
But, that’s okay. It’s better than “the alternative.”
“You’re not going to hurt me again. . .I’ll show you. . .Hurt me once, shame on you; hurt me twice, shame on me.”
Sound familiar, Pilgrim?
“Have you been reading my diary?!?” someone cries.
No—but the Heavenly Father has. Remember: He’s omniscient. And, thankfully, “omni-loving. . .and omni-forgiving . . .and omni-longsuffering. . .and my omni-everything.”
How wonderful to read the Risen Lord didn’t condemn these two forlorn disciples on the Road to Emmaus that day, who were more blinded by unbelief than they were the setting sun (vv.13-16). Instead, He let them share their heart-wrenching story as He kept his freshly wounded hands out-of-sight (vv.17-24).
But, then He said, “Okay. Let Me have the floor for a minute” (vv.25-27).
And, how “their hearts burned within them as He opened the Scriptures to them” (v.32), reminding them of God’s promises and Who He was/is. Isn’t He wanting to do the same for us today, Pilgrim? Assuredly He is. May the Holy Spirit use us to tell others that sealed tombs and dashed dreams don’t mean anything to the One with nail scars in His hands. He’s ready and able to meet us where we are. Hallelujah!!
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