A friend of mine sent me this passage. As regulars know, I love sharing a passage like this every once a while – a passage that makes us stop and think.
Tucked away in our subconscious is an idyllic vision. We see ourselves on a long trip that spans the continent. We are travelling by train. Out of the windows, we drink in the passing scene of cars on nearby highways, of children waving at a crossing, of cattle grazing on a distant hillside, of smoke pouring from a power plant, of row upon row of corn and wheat, of city skylines and villages halls. But uppermost in our minds is the final destination.
On a certain day, at a certain hour we will pull into the station. Once we get there, so many wonderful dreams will come true. How restlessly we pace the aisles waiting and waiting for the station. “When I’m 18”, “When I put the kids through college”, “When I get a promotion”, “When I retire”..I will live happily ever after.
Sooner or later, we must realize there is no station, no one place to arrive at once and for all. The true joy of life is the trip. The station is only a dream. It constantly out-distances us. So stop pacing the aisles and counting the miles. Instead, climb more mountains, eat more ice cream, laugh more, cry less. Life must be lived as we go along. The station will come soon enough.
‘The station will come soon enough.’
Word.
Happy Easter long weekend for all those celebrating it! :)
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