28As they came near the village to which they were going, he walked ahead as if he were going on. 29But they urged him strongly, saying, “Stay with us, because it is almost evening and the day is now nearly over.” So he went in to stay with them. 30When he was at the table with them, he took bread, blessed and broke it, and gave it to them. 31Then their eyes were opened, and they recognized him; and he vanished from their sight. 32They said to each other, “Were not our hearts burning within us while he was talking to us on the road, while he was opening the scriptures to us?” 33That same hour they got up and returned to Jerusalem; and they found the eleven and their companions gathered together. 34They were saying, “The Lord has risen indeed, and he has appeared to Simon!” 35Then they told what had happened on the road, and how he had been made known to them in the breaking of the bread. (Luke 24:28-35, NRSV)
Every time I read this passage I wonder why they didn’t know who Jesus was.
Why did they not see it when he was revealing the scriptures to them?
Why did it take Jesus breaking bread for them to see him?
But then I wonder how many times was Jesus in front of me and I didn’t know it was him?
How many times was Jesus with me trying to get me to understand something and I just didn’t see it?
We all see what we want to see. We see what our mind will let us. Sometimes we are not open to God, we need to work to always be open to the moving of the spirit and to allowing God work in and through our lives.