Third Sunday of Easter
Acts 2:14.22-33; 1 Peter 1:17-21; Luke 24:13-35
Instead of going to church, you go somewhere else.
Fishing. Hiking. Shopping.
The church— doesn’t seem to offer much anymore.
So, like the two disciples—
you are walking away.
Maybe not alone.
They had hoped. They had believed. And then—
everything collapsed.
Sounds familiar?
So they left.
Jerusalem behind. Hope behind.
And then— a stranger comes.
Not with answers. But with questions.
He walks with them. He listens.
And they begin to speak—
about Him.
About Jesus. About what happened.
They know the story.
They can tell it.
But they don’t see it.
It is His story—
told in their own words,
without understanding.
This happens.
You can know the Scriptures. Repeat the story.
And still—
miss what it means.
Then—
the first altar.
The Word.
“Was it not necessary that the Christ should suffer and enter into his glory?”
Old words. Familiar stories.
And suddenly—
something shifts.
Not outside.
Inside.
“Were not our hearts burning…?”
But a burning heart is not yet recognition.
The Word opens the way—
but it is only the beginning.
They arrive.
Evening.
A simple moment.
And then—
one small decision:
“Stay with us.”
Imagine if they didn’t.
A missed moment.
A lost story.
But they did.
He does not force Himself in.
He waits.
And then—
the second altar.
A table.
Bread.
Nothing extraordinary.
He takes. He blesses. He breaks. He gives.
And suddenly—
they see.
The stranger—
is Jesus.
The same who broke the bread for the crowds.
The same who broke the bread at the Last Supper.
He is alive.
He is present.
This is the Eucharist.
Not an idea. Not a ritual only.
But a moment—
when the One who walked with you in confusion
is recognized in the breaking of bread.
Every Mass is this story.
You come with your questions. Your disappointments.
You hear the Word.
Something begins to burn.
But the turning point is this:
Do you invite Him?
“Stay with us.”
Because He is already there—
walking, speaking, waiting—
but He does not enter without being welcomed.
And when He does—
the ordinary becomes full.
Bread becomes Presence.
And your story begins to change.
They got up that same hour.
They returned.
They spoke.
From leaving— to returning.
From silence— to witness.
The Stranger you meet on the road is the One who waits for you at the altar.
And today—
He is still walking beside you.
Still speaking.
Still offering Himself.
Only one thing remains:
Will you say—
Stay.
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New Revised Standard Version Bible: Catholic Edition, copyright © 1989, 1993
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