Easter Monday at Emmaus

The congregation in which I grew up was named Emmaus. It comes from the story of the two men talking about the recent events in Jerusalem surrounding Jesus death. The story can be found in Luke 24.13-35. They are headed back to their home town of Emmaus when they are joined by someone who sheds light on what has happened. They invite him to stay the night and when they sit to eat, the guest takes the bread and blesses it and they recognize him to be Jesus, the crucified and risen one.
As I viewed the painting above the altar I was reminded that "wherever two or three are gathered in my name, there I will be also."
I also thought about the gift of being illumined by the risen one. It became my prayer.