Emmaus

I am your disciple,

Though I don’t always

Follow you.

In fact,

I sometimes head the wrong way –

Away from fellowship,

Away from you.

Disillusioned,

Because of my own lack of understanding,

I get caught up

In my own pity party.

(You have no idea what I’ve been through.)

As I dare

To tell you all about you

            Your life

            Your death

You point me to the Scriptures

            And the Resurrection.

Please,

Stay with me.

The fellowship is sweet,

And I’d like to know you more.

(I have no idea who you really are to me.)

Time together,

Your perfect love,

My many childish questions

Answered by you,

Patient teacher.

Oh!

Savior!

There you are.

You were beside me all along.