From the New Testament reading at Morning Prayer:
When Jesus was at the table with them, he took bread, blessed and broke it, and gave it to them. Then their eyes were opened, and they recognized him; and he vanished from their sight. They said to each other, ‘Were not our hearts burning within us while he was talking to us on the road, while he was opening the scriptures to us?’ That same hour they got up and returned to Jerusalem; and they found the eleven and their companions gathered together. They were saying, ‘The Lord has risen indeed, and he has appeared to Simon!’ Then they told what had happened on the road, and how he had been made known to them in the breaking of the bread.
(Luke’s Gospel, chapter 24, verses 30-35, NRSV)
I always feel slightly sorry for Cleopas and his companion, legging it seven miles back to Jerusalem, and then finding that their news wasn’t news at all. But only slightly – I’m sure that even if they had known, they would have wanted to be with the others, and didn’t begrudge the walk for a single moment.
This glass is part of the east window in Soham parish church.