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A Burning Heart

"Were not our hearts burning within us while he talked with us on the road and opened the Scriptures to us?"  Luke 24:32

Do you remember that moment when you first experienced the Lord's presence?  Maybe you felt a pounding in your heart, or a chill up your spine, or maybe you just felt a sense of peace.  Our experiences with the Lord today are no different than the people who had the privilege of being with Jesus in the New Testament.

If you had the luxury of growing up in a home where Jesus was like another member of the family, then you probably have a lot more in common with the people in the New Testament than you realize.  See, they were regularly exposed to Jesus and many of them knew of Him, especially after His crucifixion.  Yet, there came a moment in the lives of two of His acquaintances when Jesus became more than just the man they saw on the cross.

It was on the road to Emmaus for these two.  Emmaus was about seven miles away from Jerusalem and following the horrifying crucifixion and then an empty tomb, they must have felt like it was time to head home.  It was on that journey that they had a glorious encounter.

As they strolled along, what appeared to be a stranger came along beside of them and walked along with them.  However, this stranger was different than most strangers.  He spoke about the Scriptures and talked about the suffering of Christ.  He definitely caught the attention of these two unsuspecting men.

As they made it to their home, they just had to spend some more time with this individual, so an invitation to dinner seemed only natural.  It was at the dinner table when their eyes were opened and they realized that this gentleman they had been entertaining was none other than the risen Lord!

Their reaction to this realization was what I found quite telling.  They spoke of how their hearts had been burning while they had been speaking to Him about the Scriptures on the road that afternoon.  They had a physical stimulation as a result of being in the presence of the Lord!

Many scholars will try to convince you that physical and psychological stimulations are more man-made than they are God-produced.  I think that this Scripture tells us just the opposite.  Those men truly encountered Jesus that day and when they were able to see Him for more than a prophet, more than an acquaintance, and more than the man who died on the cross, they were able to see Him for who He really is --

SAVIOR.

Have you had that moment where you saw Jesus for who He really is? 

Have you made the transition of seeing Him as an acquaintance in your home to the Savior of your soul?

When was the last time you felt the Lord 's presence and felt that burning in your heart that only He can produce?

I hope you have had an encounter with Jesus.  And since that first encounter, I hope you've felt His presence on a very regular basis.  You might not always have a physical sensation that occurs, but I know this:

When Jesus speaks to you. . . . you'll know it!

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