Today’s post is called “The Fourth Day” for a very good reason. This morning I woke up with a moment in time remembered and right away my mind started writing.
A short time after returning from Tanzania, Africa, in 2004, I spent 72 hours with a group of people on what is called “The Walk To Emmaus”.
The Walk to Emmaus is a spiritual renewal program intended to strengthen the local church through the development of Christian disciples and leaders. During the three days, the community of people sponsoring the walk literally take care of every need that you have. They drive you to the location, carry your luggage, feed you and provide everything you need for the 3 day event. Watches are taken off and cell phones are silent during this period.
The Walk to Emmaus gets its name from the story in Luke 24:13-35, which provides the central image for the three-day experience and follow-up. Luke tells the story of that first Easter afternoon when the risen Christ appeared to the two disciples who were walking together along the road from Jerusalem to Emmaus.
Anyway, in Emmaus talk, everyday after the third day is called the fourth day. Everything you do during the extended weekend is focused on your fourth day…the day that you enter back into your “normal” life and really begin your journey outside the protective environment of the retreat.
This really is the essence of “Looking for the Long Ride”! Taking time away to learn, to reflect and prepare for the future. Knowing this, that your time in preparation will pay great dividends in terms of interest on your investement.
Most of the rides I have taken in my life have not been planned; they have been mostly spontaneous, spur of the moment type things. I mean there has been some forethought but not like planning a career around four years of college.
I remember a time that Sandi and I took a day and just started driving. The loose goal was to have an adventure with a destination being a place that sold Asiatic Lilys. In the process, we saw a little sign off the road that said “Day Lillys”. We followed the markers and ended up at an old homeplace literally packed with all kinds of Lilys. An older woman, widowed for years, met us at the door and proceeded to amaze us with her hospitality and knowledge of all kinds of perennials and other flowers. We spent a couple of hours at her place and thoroughly enjoyed our visit. It was a GOOD ride.
As it turned out, the place we had originally intended to visit was much less interesting and more business like.
So, take time to take a ride…whatever that means and/or looks like to you. Feel the road, enjoy the moment and share your excitement with someone you care about.