Once, I was a Pilgrim. Green and uncertain of what was about to happen to me. Now, I've graduated and been on my fourth day adventures. Last night, I was on the other side of a momentous night in the life of every pilgrim. If you have not been a participant in this event, it is difficult to describe what it feels like.
I will, however, attempt to describe what it feels like on the other side. It is anxious anticipation. You know what you saw and felt as a pilgrim. You wonder if the newest pilgrims will see and feel the same as you.
As I type and edit this blog, I flash back to a month and half ago to my special event. I have to hold back tears of joy. I decided not to reveal any of the details as it may dampen the experience for those who have yet to go on a Walk to Emmaus. I will say this, life is not the same as the pilgrims continue through their journey into their fourth day.
The journey of the Walk to Emmaus is on-going. Each pilgrim grows in their walk with Jesus in his or her own way. If you have not been privileged to be a part of this experience and would like to be, I encourage you to seek out information from your local church community. If they do not have any information, then visit this link to learn more.
DeColores,
Lynn Hallbrooks
