<TITLE>08. Par 21-22</TITLE>L-21 So as they went along down the road, said, "Oh, Cleopas," said his friend, "I--I tell you. I--I'm discouraged this morning. But how could that Man ever die? Cleopas, He died. I seen Him dying. I seen the sun go down. All the stars refused to shine. I know He died. I seen that soldier ram the spear through His heart. And He died. And I know He's dead. And how could He do it? We trusted in Him that He would be the great Messiah that should take the--would mold all of our spears, and the pruning hooks, and go out; and the Romans would be finished; and the world would be tramped down; and He'd rule it with a rod of iron; and He'd set on David's throne; and there He is laying up there in the grave? How can it be?" They just couldn't understand it.

L-22 While they were thinking on these things, a Stranger walked out. That's usually...?... That's when you want to get... When you go to thinking about Him, that's when He appears. They were talking about Him when He appeared. And that's the reason, maybe, He doesn't appear to so many of us. We talk too much about other things instead about Jesus. Maybe we're talking about trading cars, something else, or the washing, what kind of soap powder do you use, listening to the radio and some kind of nonsense. That's the reason He doesn't appear. If we'd just keep our minds on Him... "Let the meditation of my heart."
He told Joshua, He said, "Mediate on these things day and night."
David said, "I'll bind Them on my bed post." Sure. Let Them stay in, inside of you and think of Them, mediate upon Them. And that's when He appears.
Do you ever notice how the Angel of the Lord comes? Of a evening at three o'clock when I go in, I close everything out, don't let no one come in, and just set there and read the Word, and yield myself until I know He's there. I can feel it when He's coming. He comes in, and I know He's there. Oh, my. That's the way you do. That's the way the disciples did. They were with one place in one accord in an upper room. And they were all up there praising Him. And all of a sudden He came in. That's the way He does it.
So these people were going along the road, meditating on Him, talking about Him, and He stepped out. "Howdy do." He said, "Why are you so sorrowful this morning? My. You look terrible. Look what a frown on your face. You being Jews, why do you look like that? Why aren't your smiling?"
"Why," they said, "are You just a Stranger around here?" I guess not; He made it. He created the heavens and earth, how would He be a Stranger?
Said, "Are you just a Stranger?"


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