Train Station Peace

‘Because your love is better than life, my lips will glorify you. I will praise you as long as I live and in your name I will lift up my hands.’ –Psalm 63:3-4

I stood at the station on a frosty evening, the field and sky that surround the platform are a midnight black. The tiny station is placed in the middle of some fields and the deserted high street stands to one side, with the shops closed, the pavements empty, the cars parked for the night.  The station lay as a tiny hub of light with a wooden roof, in the width of the darkness. The lights from the long plastic bulbs stretched across the wooden roof. They shone a small circle of light into the blackness. They were a yellow light, dimmed over time by the lacing of spiders’ cobwebs that have embroidered their way across the plastic. There were people standing underneath them, the night still cold under the light that gathered them together. They were united, protected under the wooden shelter from the night that exists beyond the station roof.

That evening, I felt in the middle of nowhere, purposeless and a little lonely. I wasn’t sure why I was getting on the train, and what the point of being at this station was, why I was gathering under the light and roof and why I would go to my home without truly living out God’s exciting purpose for my life.

I started praying and I asked God to tell me something about where I was. I asked him to teach me something using an analogy to do with the station, in the way that great Christian writers do.

I heard: it’s okay to gather under the light and it’s okay to take refuge under the wooden shelter. It’s okay to question whether the train is taking you to the right destination and it’s okay to spend money on your train ticket. It’s okay to get on the train as it pulls into the station.
Then I heard: but here, step out of the circle of the dim light. Step out from underneath the roof. Walk down the platform.

So I did, I walked towards the blackness, the fields lying in wait for the night, quiet and still. The voices of the other passengers get quieter, the yellowing light at the platform gets dimmer and the frosty air surrounded me, pulling deeper.

The night sky seemed to bend forever onward to every corner of the sky. Up there, visible only down the length of the platform, in the darkness, I saw the glorious stars speckling the sky with their clear white light.

The light from the station does not become irrelevant, it is still a little bit of God’s goodness that shelters me from the rain, to keep me huddled in the warmth. These verses just came into my heart:

He counts the stars and calls them all by name –Psalm 147:4

Be still and know that I am with you –Psalm 46:10

Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. – 2 Corinthians 3:17

It doesn’t matter where you find yourself in the day to day…just step out to where the sky stretches on for eternity, the stars are too numerous to count and God says: here, rest in my presence. LOOK at my beauty.

In the irrelevancy of being on a train station late at night, I saw a little bit of God’s glory and got to worship him in the quietness of the dark.

‘Because your love is better than life, my lips will glorify you. I will praise you as long as I live and in your name I will lift up my hands.’ –Psalm 63:3-4

Wherever you find yourself today, praise him.


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