In his great essay called ‘The Station’, Robert Hastings writes, “tucked away in our subconscious is an idyllic vision. We see ourselves on a long train trip that spans the continent. Out of the windows we drink in the passing scenes-children waving, cattle grazing, rolling hillsides, city skylines, and village halls. But uppermost in our minds is the final destination. On a certain day, will pull into the station, bands will play, and flags will wave. Once we arrive, so many wonderful dreams will all come true, and the pieces of our lives will fit together like a completed jigsaw puzzle.”
“Restlessly we pace the aisles despising the minutes… waiting… waiting… waiting for the station. When we reach the station, we breathe a sigh of relief. At last we have arrived.”
‘When I’m 18, when I buy my first car, when I get married, when I buy a house, when I pay off the mortgage, when I get that promotion, when I reach retirement…waiting…waiting …waiting for the station. But sooner or later we realise that the true joy of life is not just in reaching the destination, but the journey itself.
If we are not careful, we can miss much of the amazing things that will happen along the way even today, simply because we are anxious to get to our dream place.
Make a decision today, to stop counting down the miles; life must be lived as you go along. The station will come soon enough.
Psalm 118 v 24. “This is the day the Lord has made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.”
A daily devotion for a better way of living.