The Third Sunday of Easter-The Rev Melanie Lemburg
The Very Rev Melanie Dickson Lemburg
Easter 3C_2025
(with 3A’s gospel)
May 4, 2025
There are four words from the story of
the Road to Emmaus that echo in my life from time to time. Is it the same for you? Do you hear them, too?
“But we had hoped…”
The two travelers encounter the stranger
on the road after a harrowing time. And
the weight of their disappointment is conveyed in those four simple words: “But
we had hoped..”
Luke tells us that this
disappointment-sadness-anger-regret stops them in their tracks in the middle of
the road on their journey somewhere else, as if they can outrun or escape it.
In that moment, Hope stands resurrected,
manifest, right in front of them. But
their disappointment-sadness-anger-regret blinds them so they cannot see him,
cannot recognize him.
How many times have I, too, been blinded
by my own disappointment-sadness-anger-regret?
But we had hoped…
That
things would turn out differently.
But we had hoped…
That
they would finally hear us.
But we had hoped…
That
the healing would come, the relationship be reconciled.
But we had hoped..
That
new life, resurrection would conform to our expectations.
How many times have I been blinded by my
disappointment-anger-sadness-regret when Hope, himself, stands right in front
of me, gazing upon me with the look of Love?
If there is nothing else we remember
this Easter-tide, it is the good news that Our Lord of all Hopefulness does not
leave us standing still on the road to Emmaus, blinded by our own disappointment-anger-sadness-regret.
He journeys with us, coaxing us,
inviting us onward down the road, accompanying us on the journey, always
teaching, even when our ears don’t fully hear, even when our hearts don’t fully
recognize.
And on that road, Hope slowly steals
past our blinding disappointment-anger-sadness-regret,
and lightens and softens our vision, our hearts, until gradually-all at once,
we see the Resurrected Lord, Hope Incarnate, breaking the bread there in our
midst: in the face of the weary one kneeling at the altar rail, in one in the
hospital bed, in the person at the table across from us, the one in line ahead
of us, in the stranger asking for help or offering a word of encouragement.
In those glorious moments, we know that
Hope has never failed us. Disappointment-anger-sadness-regret cannot blind us
forever. And we can see Love everywhere we look: on the road beside us, at the table across
from us, and especially, going before us, smoothing the path that we may
follow.
But we had hoped…
It is both an ending and a new
beginning. Because Hope never leaves us
stuck in disappointment-anger-sadness-regret.
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