The Official La Via Emmaus

The Official La Via Emmaus   You have permission to publish this article electronically or in print, free of charge, until the box lines and resources are included. A copy of the publication will be invited to the e-mail this article. Thanks You.__________________________________________________________Article Emmaus, extracted from the magazine? C.L. Mareydt Official d23__________________________________________________________The Emmaus - "The Way" I use the question of why so many of the Lord, people might think or behave like them. Listening, and in endless discussions of why this church believed one thing, another Church believed another. No two groups of Christians, it appeared the same beliefs about teaching! There are differences between which all of us Christians! Many times, all the talk has taken me more confusion and mistrust. Often, it is I doubt my own relationship with Jesus, and even worse, the other question in connection with Jesus What it seems to me that he could not understand why it was our Lord allows these differences to remain! Jesus did not know how they looked as his disciples? Jesus did not, no matter how they cast him? To worsen the situation, no one seemed to be one of the replies. The few answers that have been shuffled around to my ever Discipleship or belief. It seemed that everything was some jockeying for position in the Kingdom is here on earth or in heaven. This went on for many years without any spiritual or personal solution resolution. In a time where I am more spiritual, I would like to try some "religious stereotypes" for an answer. But never an answer that reveals the real truth, you are free. One moing, while pondering these things quietly with the Lord, the answer came. The truth has appeared! Before me I saw a way. This path, from horizon to horizon. The road curved and tissues in its hills, valleys and mountains. A path is well wo, it can not be exchanged for another. It cut its way through the entire landscape and forged his way into pleasant meadows and valleys, forests and deserts, too. A path for an hour and a path for everyone. But the road always seemed to remain relatively narrow. As I continued in this fascinating jouey, I began to see people. Many people, and all kinds of people! But the road was not crowded and there was plenty of room for more people. Since so many people that I know that some individuals and groups. All were well dressed inconspicuously in long robes, and has appeared in all the same age, but not old or young. Each clear, nor its individual identity. Looking more closely, I began to see the conversations with others. Larger groups on the street, talking and walking, with small groups to talk and even walk. Each group was in a very pleasant discussion, as it is on the road together. I can also remember how I wanted to deal with them just to hear what was said. But then, as I have seen on the road I noticed a few scattered here and there, completely alone. Some solo, some sitting on the path of the page, all alone. It seemed few were tired and had sat down to rest. Then I noticed other defenseless just because it was Saturday and started to cry. Tears, like the other went through. Once in a while 'time to reach a hand to one and now you go back and walk in two hands and Saturday together. Then there were some who are not from the path of the page, where they settle. These few people seemed to cry and scream and cry, a continuous flow of tears. So great was her crying, I asked myself, why? Looking a little 'closer I knew that these strains within his heart to cry, which in difficulty because they are no longer with the pain. As they were the only ones crying help. In this suffering to see, I had to look away and immediately my attention was caught by strong emotion arising from any other group on the road. A crowd was laughing and having fun and back-slapping, as there is no tomorrow. The noise attracted the attention that more and more people are on them like a magnet. Some curious, some under the front of them. Many stragglers in the rough as if it were anything better to do. To see that sight! As the crowds are always bigger and bigger, because it was about one person. Each time this person could talk all cheering wildly and waving his hands and arms, as the spectators in a game. The real excitement filled the air and everyone was impressed by the charming atmosphere. Find on this great group I from afar to see in the distance, a Hugh structure. A monolithic building, which was more than just a building. I was in awe to its apparent size! E 'literally held my gaze and I was closer. There is beauty Struckmann my soul, like any specialized brick proclaimed its elegance. Embedded throughout richly polished plates were engraved with the names to perpetuate the honor of their prestigious clients. This luxury and opulence, it was common to see anything at this point! Attempt, even more, my attention was suddenly back on the road again, then I saw what seemed to smoke. Continue the path, on the side of a spell checker, it was a warehouse. A field of people who were setting up camp! Tents and marquees to come, all at the same time. Mullingar people around the organization and the organization of these. Some started small bonfire and some of them have been fixing the food, all activities of a field. Scattered throughout the region, many campsites, full of people. Some remain in groups inside the camps, near some hanging on the sidelines waiting for an invitation to come, but everyone was very busy in the field. May seem strange, the way it was always there on the right side of each store. Every now and then a couple of packs and back along the path of two, three, or Foursome. Not only many ventured out of the field. Some looked as if they never leave the field, came down in a safe manner. They were in for the long route and had asked for their piece of the field in person. Swinging my attention on the other end of the trail, my eyes were the people who happily in this wonderful freedom. Difficulty in walking and talking at the same time, each run with evident joy. Some shouts to the others, with them, some waved the waves of the arm. Some just do not care and they shot faster and above all faster they went, until the sight! Just back track and try to deal with others. It seemed everyone to enjoy, as was the company of others. Do not look a tired or sweaty, or even empty, by constant exercise. All must be well-trained athletes. Come a valley in the eye, was next. It was full of trees and the road stretched out beside a stream, because their way through the trees, the forest continues. All looked peaceful, but those on the road in the valley were walking very slowly and carefully. Each step was difficult and detailed. Little heard, and every person on the street does not see much. Many have a long cool drink from the river and the refreshing spray of water on their faces. This seemed to revive, to continue to speak against the end of the valley still so intense. Next is a mountain, and many people were scattered all over the world by road. Climbing, mountaineering, rock climbing. Everyone is looking seriously at the top of the mountain. It 'been a good thing that the way forward, since the mountain was great and has a much more difficult. Fortunately the road is well kept, so that each traveled steadily upward. Many people held in his hand and uses it to lean to help his balance. The staff seemed strong and useful, as it dug in more, and helped to gain ground and keep your feet firmly on the road in front of them. None stumbled or fell, but step by step approach. It seemed that the rest do not believe that only the strong commitment at the top of the mountain, in every human being. After the summit, all linger in small groups where you shake hands and smile and some of his experiences on the road. Never too much load on the top, as new would arrive. Nobody same Saturday for the rest. Everyone seemed eager to maintain their rhythm, and begin the walk down the mountain. Again, must be some athletes. And so it seemed difficult for me, but I knew deep inside it was not gradual, too! Another great sight to see. As the trail left my eyes, I am back in my chair contemplating with the Lord. What on earth, I have just seen? All this happened within minutes, but it was like it was much, much more. That was a mini-vision? It was a vision at all? My mind was traveling in a natural setting. My mind was on the road? What on Earth! No, that was not of this earth ... It 'been a special revelational the truth that I am free. Never again, I asked this question, or that one. .. the church or the church. I tend to, that the road is in front of me! Hopefully I can share a few miles on the road with some dear friends. But I am always very grateful for the way in which it was shown to me and the truth that I am free - free to go ahead! ? C.L. Mareydt D23 "Design twenty three" D23 Online Design Gallery twenty-three Inspirational Books and Prints Gallery Design twenty three Inspirational Gift Gallery Spoken Word Fitly Monthly News Letter Design d23Email twenty-three ~ here the author Inspirational writer and author . Book Gallery includes "Who Do You Say I Am," "I Am who I am ',' Mountain Top Legacy no. 1 ',' Token for Life "and" The Official Emmaus. Visit C.L. Mareydt drawing on twenty-three (D23) on the links listed after the article. 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