Strange title.

Some of you may have been wondering why I have named this blog Slow of Heart. the biblically astute will know that these are words of admonition that Jesus uses to the two disciples he meets on the road to Emmaus.

Newly resurrected, he is not recognised by them, and has to explain the reasons why he was put to death on a cross as they debate the subject on their journey. But they struggle to understand, being utterly cast down by his loss and they fail to grasp the significance of his resurrection. He calls them slow of heart to believe all that the prophets had taught.

It has been my experience that this story is a metaphor for the Christian life - that Christ is our unknown fellow traveller, explaining, leading, cajoling and reprimanding by turns. I have not always found the way an easy or even clear one, but he is always loving and longing for us to understand fully and banish our confusion.

Yet we are all too often slow of heart to believe or too dull-witted to follow his lead. But we should not be troubled, for he always comes to us in the breaking of bread to make himself known beyond question or puzzlement. And then I find it easy to comprehend and my slowness of heart melts away.