Carry the Fire

While musing on the events of Easter Sunday late last night, here are some things that came to mind.

Cormac McCarthy’s The Road tells the moving story of a father and his boy fighting to survive in a post-apocalyptic world. This is one conversation:

You have to carry the fire.
I dont know how to.
Yes you do.
Is it real? The fire?
Yes it is.
Where is it? I dont know where it is.
Yes you do. It’s inside you. It was always there. I can see it.

Echoes of the story of Cleopas and Mary on the road to Emmaus in the Gospel of Luke are not hard to hear in this conversation.

Cleopas and his wife Mary experienced Epiphany at Easter when the risen Christ broke bread and unblinded their eyes. They said to each other: “Did not our hearts burn within us while he talked to us on the road, while he opened to us the Scriptures?” (Luke 24:32)

What Jesus kindled on the road with his Word, he set aflame at the Table with broken bread.

Finally, this prayer by Jars Of Clay also came to mind:

This road that we travel,
may it be the straight and narrow
God give us peace and grace from You,
Shelter with fire,
our voices we raise still higher
God give us peace and grace from You,
all the day through


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