The Station

“If people were meant to pop out of bed, we’d all sleep in toasters.” 🙂 

 

 

 

 

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Mr. Smith was brought to a Catholic hospital and taken quickly in for coronary surgery.
The operation went well and, as the groggy man regained consciousness, he was reassured by a Sister of Mercy, who was waiting by his bed.
“Mr. Smith, you’re going to be just fine,” said the nun, gently patting his hand. “We do need to know, however, how you intend to pay for your stay here. Are you covered by insurance?”

“No, I’m not,” the man whispered hoarsely.

“Then can you pay in cash?” persisted the nun.

“I’m afraid I cannot, Sister.”

“Well, do you have any close relatives?” the nun questioned sternly.

“Just my sister in New Mexico,” he volunteered. “But she’s a humble spinster nun.”

“Oh, I must correct you, Mr. Smith. Nuns are not spinsters – they are married to God.”

“Wonderful,” said Mr. Smith. “In that case, please send the bill to my brother-in -law.”

 

 

 

 

 

THE STATION

By Robert J. Hastings

   “TUCKED AWAY in our subconscious minds is an idyllic vision.  We see ourselves on a long, long trip that almost spans the continent.  We’re traveling by passenger train, and out 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 flatlands and valleys, of mountains and rolling hillsides, of city skylines and village halls, of biting winter and blazing summer and cavorting spring and docile fall.

     But uppermost in our minds is the final destination.  On a certain day at a certain hour we will pull into the station.  There will be bands playing and flags waving.  And once we get there so many wonderful dreams will come true.  So many wishes will be fulfilled and so many pieces of our lives finally will be neatly fitted together like a completed jigsaw puzzle.  How restlessly we pace the aisles, (dreading) the minutes for loitering, waiting, waiting, waiting for the station.

     However, sooner or later we must realize there is no one 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 outdistances us.

     When we get to the station that will be it!” we cry.  Translated it means, “When I’m 18 that will be it!  When I buy a new 450 SL Mercedes Benz, that will be it!  When I put the last kid through college that will be it!  When I have paid off the mortgage that will be it!  When I win a promotion that will be it!  When I reach the age of retirement that will be it!  I shall live happily ever after!”

     Unfortunately, once we get “it,” then “it” disappears.  The station somehow hides itself at the end of an endless track.

     “Relish the moment” is a good motto, especially when coupled with Psalm 118:24: “This is the day which the Lord hath made, we will rejoice and be glad in it.”  It isn’t the burdens of today that drive men mad.  Rather, it is regret over yesterday or fear of tomorrow.  Regret and fear are twin thieves who would rob us of today. 

     So, stop pacing the aisles and counting the miles.  Instead, climb more mountains, eat more ice cream, go barefoot more often, swim more rivers, watch more sunsets, laugh more and cry less.  Life must be lived as we go along.  The station will come soon enough.”

 

Lord, every single good gift comes from You…

(From James 1:7)   One Thousand Gifts   http://www.aholyexperience.com/
 
350. The myriad of ways John and the kids cheerfully pitch in helping fill in the gaps as I recover
351. God has many, many beautiful things for me to enjoy and lessons to learn on my  “train ride on the way to the station” (Hasitngs).  When my eyes are on Him, I won’t miss those treasures He has for me.
352. The twin thieves of regret and fear will not rob me of today as I gain God’s perspective.   “This is the day which the Lord hath made, I will rejoice and be glad in it.” (Psalm 118:24)
353. A yellowed eyed cat surprising and delighting Joy with her presence at our garden
354. God’s Fingerprints in the incredible story of Darlene Deibler Rose…the blessing of Esther loaning me “Evidence Not Seen” 
 
 
Loved With Everlasting Love
 
Loved with everlasting love,
Led by grace that love to know,
Spirit, breathing from above,
You have taught me it is so.
O this full and perfect peace!
O this presence so divine!
In a love which cannot cease,
I am His, and He is mine.Heaven above is softer blue,
Earth around is sweeter green;
Something lives in every hue
Christless eyes have never seen:
Birds with gladder songs o’er-flow,
Flowers with deeper beauties shine,
Since I know, as now I know,
I am His, and He is mine.

His for ever, only His;
Who the Lord and me shall part?
Ah, with what a rest of bliss
Christ can fill the loving heart!
Heaven and earth may fade and flee;
First-born light in gloom decline;
But while God and I shall be,
I am His, and He is mine.

 
 
Loved with an Everlasting Love,
Paula
 

4 thoughts on “The Station

  1. Thank you for using “The Station” Bob Hastings was my pastor for about 3 years in college in IL. Our General’s wife read it to us one day at a meeting at our Air Force Base in Okinawa, so it gets around and has a good message. The song I couldn’t think of last Monday was “God will make a Way” by Don Moen. I thought maybe I had heard about it from you, but whomever told me about it, I like it. Blessings, Verona

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  2. That’s neat that Bob Hastings was your pastor, Verona. It was great to see you guys last week. Yup, I did post a “God will make a way” link in my blog–I like it a lot too. 🙂
    Paula

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  3. BEAUTIFUL….PAULA !! Thanks for the recent phone call. We are praying for you that the neuro problems disappear. The spinster nun tale was good.
    Love…. Dad O and Kelly

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  4. It’s always great to talk with you and Kelly, Dad O! Thanks a bajillion for your encouragement and prayers. (((Hugs)))! Paula for all of us 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂

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