My father was a writer. He wrote all of his life, inflicting upon many of us his novels, plays, articles, essays, and self-help books. Some were marvelous; some merely well-intentioned. But of all the things he wrote, his journal is his legacy: by turns wise and bewildering, it neared 1,100 type-written pages when he died in 2010. Although perused many times, this is the first time it will be read - cover to cover, page after page.
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Lessons from Emmaus
Those disciples headed for Emmaus may have been running away, afraid perhaps that what was being said might be true, that maybe the tomb was empty and he really had risen -- a prospect less appealing than a death they could mourn and the satisfaction of having been on a losing side. Jesus joined them to say it was all right to believe in another response: the overcoming of death and life beyond what had seemed so final. He tells them it is OK to be part of what may be rather than what is over, a future as well as a memory.
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