By Ashlie Miller
My grandparents had a print of the painting Road to Emmaus by Robert Zünd hanging in their living room for as long as I can remember. You may be familiar with this painting, which I understand was a popular print in the 1960-70s. However, if you are not, it features two men walking alongside and listening to the risen Christ. The scene is idyllic – a forest with large trees, a small stone bridge over a brook, and the faint image of a village ahead in the distance.
Religious art used to frighten me as a child – “Can He (God) see me?!”. I would steal glances at this particular painting and wonder about it. When I finally was old enough to understand its significance, the print became more of a treasure to ponder than something to fear.
The story behind the scene Zünd captures is so beautiful: a risen Savior walking with disciples – not those disciples (Peter, James, and John) or even the other eleven. Rather, they are disciples we may otherwise know nothing about (see Luke 24 for context). What a Savior – to reach the lesser known. Don’t you love that He took his time with them while they were on a walk? We know they were leaving Jerusalem and headed towards Emmaus. Likely, they were leaving after the Passover and all that ensued that Holy Week. They had tarried long enough to hear reports from women regarding Jesus’ body missing, angels confirming Jesus had risen, and men double-checking to make sure these women weren’t crazy (because women were not considered reliable sources for testimony). Yet, that must not have convinced these two wandering disciples. They needed a divine encounter to fully grasp the Word given to them.
Why was Jesus walking away from Jerusalem towards this town? He appeared to have a mission – to make what the previous week was all about abundantly clear. All the words of the prophets they had read from Moses and beyond – every Scripture points to Himself. The Word in the flesh (Jesus) was revealing the Word (Scriptures) to them. No wonder their “hearts burned within” them, as they later remark.
Jesus does not stop there, though. They long for more, and He meets more intimately with them, breaking bread until they finally recognize Who He is. Then, just like that – He disappears! These disciples are so excited that they are ready to make the trek back to Jerusalem to be with the other disciples within the hour! Seven miles. Based on current data, the average person walking at an easy pace walks a mile in 20 minutes, give or take. These disciples had already made the journey once that day. But this news prompted them to get back to join their brethren quickly!
What a kind and loving Savior to take the time to go down the road and even a little further to make certain all His disciples truly understood – not just those disciples.
Going for a walk often helps clear my head. Often, I hope God will meet me in my thoughts, songs, or Scripture I am listening to, or even encouraging talks with my husband. Walking with the Savior will not look like that painting by Zünd, but it will surely be just as intimate and clear. Have you had a moment like this where God opens your eyes to see Scripture with more clarity? Insider tip – this begins to happen only when the Holy Spirit dwells within you, removing spiritual blinders from eyes and hearts.
