When I was a graduate student, I attended a Psychology seminar and was asked to watch a short video. In it, a group of people are passing basketballs back and forth. My task was simple: count the passes made by one team. So I leaned in. I focused. I tracked every movement carefully. I didn’t want to miss a single one.
And when it ended, I was confident. I had my number. But then the presenter asked a question I wasn’t ready for: “Did you see the gorilla?”
The gorilla?
They showed the video again—this time, not to count, but to look. To widen our gaze. And sure enough—right there in the middle—someone in a gorilla suit walks through, stops, beats their chest, and walks off.
And I missed it. Completely.
Psychologists refer to it as inattentional blindness. It’s the idea that it’s hard to see what you’re not looking for. Even when it’s right in front of you. And that human beings are far less aware of our world than we often think.
And church—can I say it like this? Sometimes faith feels like that. Sometimes life feels like that. Sometimes God feels like that.
Not because God is absent. Not because God is silent. Not because God is gone.
But because we’ve been looking somewhere else. Or we’ve been taught not to look at all. Or we’ve been hurt so deeply that we stopped expecting to see anything good again. And slowly, quietly, without even realizing it… we became a little blind.
But I want to tell you this morning—Easter is an invitation to look again, to widen your gaze, and find a resurrected Jesus who loves to wear disguises.
Because the good news of Easter is not just that Jesus rose… It’s that Jesus is alive. Alive and well. Alive and working. Alive and walking with people—whether they see him or not.
Our story today comes from the Gospel of Luke, chapter 24. Two disciples are walking on the road to Emmaus. And let’s be honest—they are not walking in joy or victory. They’re walking in grief.
They’re on the road of “we had hoped.” Do you
know that road?
The road of disappointment. The road of heartbreak. The road of “God, I thought
You were going to show up differently than this.”
And while they’re walking, while they’re hurting,
while they’re confused—
The resurrected Jesus comes near.
Don’t miss that.
They didn’t find Him—He found them.
They didn’t recognize Him—but He recognized them.
They didn’t understand Him—but He came anyway and spoke with them.
And maybe somebody needs to hear this today:
Say it with me in your spirit:
“He’s with me… even when I don’t see Him.”
“He’s with me… even when I don’t feel Him.”
“He’s with me… even when I don’t understand.”
Now, they don’t see. And yet—He lovingly stays.
He doesn’t rush them. He doesn’t shame them. He doesn’t say, “How dare you not recognize me?” No—He walks with them. He listens to them. He loves them right there in their confusion.
So here’s the first thing that the Resurrected Jesus oddly wants you to see. You don’t have to.
One time my wife, who's French, was leaving a department store in Paris when she noticed a man approaching pushing a stroller wearing sunglasses and a hat. She quickly got out of the way and held the door for him. As he walked by he said, "thank you," sparking a sense of recognition. As she looked up at the man she realized it was Brad Pitt. Now, friends, even if Marianne hadn't seen Brad Pitt, he would still exists. Even if she hadn’t seen Brad Pitt, she could still enjoy his movies, but wasn’t cool to see him. Listen. God loves you no matter what. And whether you see him or not, Jesus rose from the grave. He conquered Satan, sin, and death. He reigns on high and doesn’t need your vote, your recognition, or even your worship in order to be resurrected.
But oh… when your eyes begin to open—
when you catch a glimpse of Him—
when your heart burns with recognition—
there is a deeper healing, a deeper wholeness, a deeper joy that begins to rise
up in your life.
Because it’s one thing to be loved… It’s
another thing to know you’re loved.
It’s one thing for God to be near… It’s another thing to see Him near.
And Jesus wants both for you. Easter reminds us he’s loving you already and that he’s already won—and He’s inviting you to see it.
So how do they begin to see?
First—He opens the Scriptures. He says, “Look at my book.”
He starts telling his story from Scripture – all
the way back.
Not as rules. Not as a multiple-choice quiz. Not as (beat your hand) “stop
doing that thing I told you not to do!”
He reads the Bible as an epic love story . . .
A love story of a God who keeps coming, of a God who keeps rescuing, of a God who refuses to give up on people and suffers for them.
And something starts happening inside them. They later say, “Were not our hearts burning within us while he talked with us on the road and opened the Scriptures to us?” They still didn’t see Him—but something was stirring. Something was waking up. Something was coming alive.
And can I say this gently? I know that the Bible can feel complicated or even painful. Maybe it’s been used in ways to hurt rather than heal, to harm rather than help. But listen. The Resurrected Jesus invites us to lovingly look again at the Bible and bring our whole selves to His story. So . . .
Bring your questions.
Bring your doubts.
Bring your intellect.
Bring your wounds.
Bring your anger.
Bring your curiosity.
You don’t have to shrink yourself to read the Bible. You can bring your full, uncensored self to it. Jesus waits there in disguise and wants to talk about it.
And he’s not afraid of your questions. He is not
intimidated by your doubts.
He is not put off by your pain. He meets you in it. He walks with you through
it. The Bible is His book so take another look.
And when we read Scripture not as a weapon—but as a window… not as a burden—but as an invitation with Jesus in mind… our hearts will begin to burn as well and we will begin to see him in places we never expected.
But the story doesn’t end there.
Because the breakthrough doesn’t come
just in conversation about Scripture—
it comes through the invitation to welcome the stranger.
They get to the house, and Luke tells us, Jesus doesn’t just dress up but likes to pretend. In vs. 28, we’re told, “Jesus continued on as if he were going farther.”
He creates a choice: Will they let Him walk away? Or will they lean in?
Will they stay closed? Or will they open the door? And they say, “Stay with us.”
They make room. They set the table. They offer hospitality and eat a meal. And church—boom - right there, in that simple act of love— their eyes are opened.
They see Him. They really see Him.
When you love your neighbor— you start to see Jesus.
When you welcome the stranger— you start to see Jesus.
When you forgive, when you serve, when you make room at your table— you start to see Jesus.
Because the Resurrected Christ is always loving us… always coming toward us… always showing up—often in disguise.
In the stranger. In the friend. In the hurting. In the unexpected moment.
And He keeps
whispering:
“Will you recognize Me?” “Will you walk with Me?” “Will you make room for Me?”
“Will you eat with Me?”
When I was at the University of California, I had an atheist friend who loved to argue. He approached me one day and said, “Okay, prove to me that God exists.” I looked at him and frustratingly said, “No. Belief in God isn’t about some indisputable fact, like God’s some math problem to solve. It’s a knowing that comes from love and engagement. Proving to you that God exists is as silly as trying to prove that I love my wife – every fact can always be disputed and all that does is cheapen the relationship.”
But then I thought about it, took a breath, and said. “Wait a minute. If you want to see if God exists come to church with me.” And then he responded frustratingly, “No.”
“That’s the problem,” I said. “You think that this question can be answered in the abstract, as if Jesus, God, the resurrection are problems on a white board. You need to meet strangers who are struggling with the Bible, who have stories of encountering Jesus. You need to wrestle with things Jesus said. You need to hang out with people over dinner, listen to their stories and share your own. You need to understand that seeing Jesus is more like falling in love than learning facts. So that’s what I’m inviting you to. Because the Resurrected Jesus isn’t simply a person to be believed. He’s a person to be encountered, welcomed, loved, and seen.”
“And like any relationship, you don’t come to know someone from a distance. You come to know them by stepping closer. By listening. By sharing space. By staying open to the possibility that they might be closer than you think.”
Friends, here’s the invitation today.
What if Jesus is already walking with you?
What if He’s been there all along?
What if the reason you haven’t seen Him… is not because He isn’t there… but
because He’s been showing up in ways you didn’t expect? What if you’ve been
counting passes and he’s the gorilla?
What if He’s been in the conversation?
What if He’s been in the question?
What if He’s been in the kindness of a stranger or the quiet tug on your heart?
And what if today— you just took a second look? Not with pressure. Not with fear. But with openness.
Maybe that means exploring the Bible with others.
Join us. Let’s have an authentic conversation.
Maybe that means coming back, sitting at the table, and engaging with others
over a meal. Join us. Share your story. Eat with us. We’re all ears.
Maybe that means trying small acts of love and watching what happens. Join us. Help
us offer Salem the goodness and welcome of God.
Because seeing Jesus is a lot like falling in love. You don’t do it from a distance. You do it by drawing near. And we are a people trying—imperfectly, honestly, together— to walk with a Jesus who wears disguises and loves us, no-matter-what.
A Jesus who is alive. A Jesus who is loving us right now. A Jesus who is inviting us closer. So come walk with us. Come wonder with us. Come wrestle, come question, come hope – with us.
Because He’s already on the road in disguise. He’s already beside you. And if you look again, if you widen your gaze— you just might see Him as he lovingly looks at you. Amen.


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