Brother Cleo and also me-o were hoofin’ down the street,
Makin time and feelin’ fine when a stranger we did meet.
Hey there bro, how does it go? He seemed a friendly chap,
Howdy boys, what’s the noise of which you two do rap?
Have you not heard, the grapevine’s word, the news all over town?
We must confess, you must be deaf, to not have heard the sound.
There was a man who had a plan to start God’s Kingdom now,
A preacher and a teacher by God He was endowed.
He healed the ill without a pill and made a blind man see,
He spoke God’s Word like never heard on this all men agree.
We’d hoped that Rome would leave our home and He would be our King,
And we would be once more set free and His praises we would sing.
But men with hate they couldn’t wait to kill Him and our dream,
And all our hope is up in smoke, vanished just like steam.
For He did die, we would not lie, you know we speak the truth,
We heard in gloom He was entombed, and stone was sealed as proof.
On top of this in morning mist, some women were told He’s alive,
An angel vision said, “He is risen,” when at the tomb they arrived.
Just then our friend said, “Listen men that story is already told,
Have you not read what God has said from past and days of old?
Look here bro’s you’re mighty slow to take the prophets words to heart,
But if you care to let me share, my wisdom I’ll impart.
God’s word declared and truth lay bare, this One would die for all,
To save doomed men from their sin and right them from their fall.
Three nights and days He’d lay in the grave and then rise like the sun,
And with Him all men can win, the fight with death is won.
Did God not say, He’d not decay, how do you read this friend?
And this Great King, whom angel sings, His days will see no end.
Our hearts did burn when we did learn of all this stranger said,
Clearly then the likes of Him could surely not be dead.
As we neared town He made us frown, He said He would keep going,
But we begged Him stay, for spent was day and our joy was in Him knowing.
Let us fill your cup and with us sup and rest yourself awhile,
We filled His glass and bread we passed to Him as He did smile.
When thanks He spoke and bread He broke, our eyes were opened wide,
Just then we knew that it was true, He was the One who died.
And now the Christ was brought to life alive, forevermore,
He vanished there right in thin air; He did not use the door.
No more we weep by faith we keep this image of our Christ,
I need not see the face of He, who is the Bread of Life.
For when we walk and when we talk with Him who Loves us so,
The road is long, and He makes us strong and our love we have will grow.
So, if upon life’s road you run into the greatest of all men,
Open your mind to His words so fine and your broken life will mend.
For He’s the Son of the only One who has the power of life,
The Man, my road companion, who brings forth understanding, the Holy, Risen, Christ.
Tertius
You might not see Him in person,
but He’ll see you just the same.
Billy Gibbons, Joe Hill, Frank Beard
Luke 24:13-32
A note about “The Road to Amaze Us”: Taken from Luke 24:13-32, what a wonderful story. These two men must have known Jesus before His death, evident by them eventually recognizing Him and also because after they realized who He was they went straight to the remaining eleven disciples. The lesson for them, the lesson for us: physical appearance has no value in God’s Kingdom. Also, it’s interesting to note that before this encounter they called Jesus a prophet, not until the One who referred to Himself as the Bread of Life, broke the bread did they recognize Him, and not until Jesus’ death and resurrection did His followers (though Peter had told Him earlier, “You are the Christ,”) absorb the full impact of just exactly who He was. Even though He disappeared from sight that did not dampen their enthusiasm. Even if a young child’s parents are not in the same room with them, they are free of fear and have great peace knowing their parents are in the house. Peace be with you.