I was having a really good day today until this happened. No, not the super slow train that eventually came to a stop while I trying to get home because my 5 year old was screaming relentlessly at me about how hungry she was. Nope, wasn’t the train that made me have a bad day. The train spoke to me.
Yes, you heard right. The train spoke to me…. Okay okay, so the train didn’t actually utter words with its mouth, for one, trains don’t talk, and for two the mouth would have went by miles before I got there. God spoke to me through a train today.
I was having a great day today like I said before, cleaning my kitchen, listening to Christian music and getting it done! I then was told something that totally hit me from left field. Someone I had confided in completely eradicated my trust in them. Most of the contentions spoke about me were either untrue or were “telephoned,” you know that game played when you were younger. You whispered something into someone’s ear and some ignoramus spoke it different and threw off everything and by the end the Phrase “I love you” turned into “I love olive juice?” If you didn’t play it you must not have been cool.
Anyway, I was livid and I knew that if I didn’t cool down, I was going to derail. I was going to say things I couldn’t take back, I was going to break the trust that person had in me. So I went home.
I took the road I always take to get home to avoid traffic and lights, I wanted to get home fast. Fast for what? I don’t know.
Well lo and behold upon approaching the train tracks there was a train moving slower than the turtle I saw just minutes before. (I really should have stopped and helped that creepy lizard looking thing cross the road)
I waited… And waited and waited. I was actually trying to check out all the graffiti on the sides of the train, wondering what those people were doing or trying to do to get their point across. (Maybe I would put this person on blast with graffiti for talking about me like this) “shut up Marissa, 70×7, get over it.” Cars behind me were backing up and driving off not wanted to wait. Cars on the other side were doing the same. The whole time I was thinking “man, doesn’t anyone have any patience, why is everyone in a hurry all the time.” A man stepped out of his car and started walking towards the train on the other side. I could only see glimpses of him every time there was a gap when the bogies passed. At first I thought I was going to witness a suicide and then I realize he was only looking to see when it ended. I just knew I wanted to get home but I was patient enough to wait. Or was I? ….”mom I’m really hungry can you just drive through it?” *really kid? sure let me just drive through the moving train* ugh I really wanted to just wait, go the way I wanted, down the same road I always do, and go home and cool off. This stupid train was in my way!
I started hearing screeching noises and at first I was sure I missed the man jump in front of it. It started slowing way down and screeching the whole way and I read the word “jesus.” Now I know the artist behind this wasn’t spraying this train in hopes that the Lord would touch the lives of everyone who had the privilege to sit and wait to watch this train speed by. This persons name more than likely was the Spanish name for jesus (pronounced hasoos) so I started thinking, here I am sitting here waiting for this train because I thought I was being patient in the midst of my anger. But where was I going to go now? The train had derailed and I couldn’t go through it, I couldn’t just get out of my car and walk home. So I turned my car around and went another way.
I was angry, I was ready to put someone on blast and potentially ruin their lives and my life as well, because the angry person says “if I’m going down, you are going down with me.” But Jesus spoke to me through and train and said:
“My child, you may be angry, you may be hurt, and you may want revenge, let me show you another way, do not derail, do not wait, I am here now to tell you there is another way.”
Sometimes doing things your way and taking the way you always take, going down the paths you always take, getting hot headed and acting on impulse isn’t the best way. Sometimes you need to stop, park, listen, and see what God is telling you. If you try to do it your way, you will derail and your ways will Come to a screeching halt. Some days He will give you the choice to go your way or His way, and some days He will just know that He needs to interfere and put a train in front of you and make you go His way.
(What’s funny is that this person called me a train wreck” nope, just a little off the tracks thanks)
Do not take revenge, my dear friends, but leave room for God’s wrath, for it is written: “It is mine to avenge; I will repay,” says the Lord.
6/6/16 Marissa J.