Express Train

We were on the "Express Train," going to downtown Chicago.  The train usually stops multiple times as it travels from the suburbs to Union Station, but our train was not going to stop at any of the last six stops before we got to Union Station.  It was going to be a quick trip.

And then, we stopped.  We weren't at a station and there wasn't anything we could see that was delaying us.Finally, a conductor told us that a freight train in front of us had "run into a bridge."

Some forty-five minutes later, they announced that we were going to have to back up to where we could switch to a different track.  That is exactly what we did.

While we were backing up, two non-express trains passed us on the way in to Chicago.  In the end, a trip that normally takes about an hour took two and a half hours.

I don't really think that life is like a mountain railroad, but there is no doubt that many things don't happen right on schedule, or according to plan.  There have been all too many times when I thought things were moving on the fast track, only to run into something that tried my small store of patience.

In the end, things happen according to God's time table and His trains do not run on a random schedule.  They run perfectly, in order to bring His people to the goal He desires for the.  This will not always be as fast as I want, but knowing that I am on His time table makes all of the difference.