Guest Post: Road to Emmaus As the conversation continues, I read the passages and think about the disciples on the hot, dusty road, the grit grinding between leather laces and delicate flesh. Their grief lies heavy like a wool shroud in summer, each breath catching in their chests and burning with the taste of salt in the back of their throats.
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