Sunday, March 31, 2024

Lord i need you, Every hour..

 


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Now that same day two of them were going to a village called Emmaus, about seven miles from Jerusalem.  As they talked and discussed these things with each other, Jesus himself came up and walked along with them; but they were kept from recognizing him.
But they urged him strongly, “Stay with us, for it is nearly evening; the day is almost over.” So he went in to stay with them. When he was at the table with them, he took bread, gave thanks, broke it and began to give it to them. Then their eyes were opened and they recognized him, and he disappeared from their sight.
Luke 24:13,14,29,30


*The two disciples reached the dead end of their life journey. They were discouraged, tensed, lost all hopes in their life.


Jesus knew they were discouraged. He could have sent another disciple to them..He could have sent atleast one angel to them...He could have sent a letter or a note of encouragement..

Jesus didnt do any of the above, He walked Himself beside them, talking...
Why?
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Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for you are with me.
Psalms 23:4(a)

 
When the road seems to be difficult, Jesus walks with you.
When the questions seems to be difficult , Jesus talks to you.
When the hearts seems to be weary, Jesus refreshes you.

The two disciples may watched Him from distance, during His arrest, trial, death on the cross....

But now the ressurrected Jesus walked with them very close....7 miles.....

 
Are you the one walking from Jerusalem to Emmaus.??. To a long distance.....
Through these words you are reading,May Jesus speak  to you.....

 
Tell Jesus ...Abide with me.... And He will prepare a table before your enemy...
Run back to Jerusalem.. Be a witness of Jesus . 
Jesus loves you.....


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He was born in an obscure village,
The child of a peasant woman.
He grew up in still another village,
Where he worked in a carpenter shop
Until he was thirty.
Then for three years
He was an itinerant preacher.
He never wrote a book.
He never held an office.
He never had a family or owned a house.
He didn’t go to college.
He never visited a big city.
He never traveled two hundred miles
From the place where he was born.
He did none of the things
One usually associates with greatness.
He had no credentials but himself.
He was only thirty-three
When the tide of public opinion turned against him.
His friends ran away.
He was turned over to his enemies.
And went through the mockery of a trial.
He was nailed to a cross
Between two thieves.
While he was dying,
His executioners gambled for his clothing,
The only property he had on Earth.
When he was dead,
He was laid in a borrowed grave
Through the pity of a friend.
Twenty centuries have come and gone,
And today he is the central figure
Of the human race,
And the leader of mankind’s progress.
All the armies that ever marched,
All the navies that ever sailed,
All the parliament that ever sat,
All the kings that ever reigned,
Put together have not affected
The life of man on Earth
As much as that
One Solitary Life.































*selected.... Arun Andrews

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