So they drew near to the village to which they were going. He acted as if he were going farther, but they urged him strongly, saying, "Stay with us, for it is toward evening and the day is now far spent." So he went in to stay with them. When he was at table with them, he took the bread and blessed and broke it and gave it to them. And their eyes were opened, and they recognized him. And he vanished from their sight. They said to each other, "Did not our hearts burn within us while he talked to us on the road, while he opened to us the Scriptures?"

"Were not our hearts burning within us while he talked with us on the road and opened the Scriptures to us?"

"Didn't we feel on fire as he conversed with us on the road, as he opened up the Scriptures for us?"


Didn't we?

focus

I can't do it!

I just want to sit around until I feel all right. I want to be swallowed up by the possibilities, consumed by my crossroads. I wish my decisions were a bit more fluid so that they could at least guide me without much effort on my part.

I want to give my feelings less credit than they demand.