A road where hearts catch fire

The two men are heading down the dusty road. On this day they carry with them a heavy burden in their hearts as they walk along. They yearn to understand what has happened, why it happened. They must feel a coldness in spirit. Hope of all hopes dashed. Their Master crucified.

And now after three days since the terrible event, some of the women have found his tomb empty. The women say he is alive. But the eleven disciples haven't seen him. And, perhaps the two men reason, we haven't seen him. He was killed; everyone knows that. What to believe?

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