All Aboard

Are You On Board?

Are You On Board?

The sun was shining and a light breeze blew back my hair. It felt great! I looked at the train tracks in front of me and felt grateful for the calm I felt inside. It wouldn’t be long before I would be clackety clack riding the train to my destination, something that my anxious thoughts kept me from enjoying the week before. It’s amazing what a week of adequate rest and sufficient quiet time can do for the soul!

As I waited for the train, a young man sat down on the bench next to me. He immediately engaged me in conversation and before long asked me what I had been reading; that’s when the conversation took an interesting turn.

“The Bible,” I said, “well, it’s really the Bible written in story format.”

“That’s probably good because no one can sit and just read through the Bible the way you could a novel,” he said. I could tell by his demeanor that we might have a differing philosophical view of the book. His next comment confirmed my suspicions.

“After all,” he said, “it’s not really…you know…I mean it’s not like…”

“Literal?” I offered.

“Yeah, they are like stories and metaphors and parables.”

“I think it’s literal,” I said. “I mean, sure there are parables and metaphors and stories, but I believe there are literal principles that can be drawn from them. And some parts are just straight literal.”

“But you can’t prove it. It’s just faith.”

“Every world view requires faith, even atheism. But based on the evidence I have seen, my belief in the God of the Bible requires the least amount of faith.”

“I think people should be allowed to believe whatever they want.”

“You know what?” I said. “I do, too. After all, God gives you and me and him and her and that person over there ~ He gives all of us the freedom to choose Him or not. Who am I to argue with God?”

He was an interesting young man, and by interesting I mean he made me a little uncomfortable, and not just because we had differing views on life. I can’t explain it but he just made me uncomfortable; still, I was willing to continue having a conversation while we waited for the train.

As if to catch me off guard, and looking me straight in the eyes, as he had been doing the whole time, he asked, “What do you think love is?”

I paused for a moment, again feeling uncomfortable, when suddenly the epitamy of love came to my mind.

“Jesus,” I said with confidence. His eyebrows raised.

“Jesus is love,” I continued. “He was perfect, never did a thing wrong, and yet he willingly suffered a torturous, humiliating death for people who would reject him and not return his love. That’s real love.”

“Yes, but in the garden he asked God if he really had to do it.”

“But that’s not all he said,” I corrected, “he finished by saying, ‘but not my will be done but YOURS.”

“But he was scared, he didn’t want to do it.”

“No, he didn’t. Don’t forget he was fully human and experienced all our emotions. Wouldn’t you be freaked out? He was so distressed he sweat blood.”

“Well, blood came out of his face,” he now corrected.

“Okay, he had drops of blood on his face. And yet, he still sacrificed himself.”

“You know what I think? I think that there is a universe and it is all around us and it knows everything that happens and what we think and what we do,” he said.

“I do, too, but what you choose to call ‘the universe’ I call God.”

By now the train came and the question shifted to “Is this our train?”

I am not sure if I verbalized my next thought or not before we boarded the train, but I hope I did.

It was, “And one day God will come back to judge us on all those things we did and the thoughts we had.”

I wish I had the chance to ask, “If the universe is keeping tabs on what we all do, then what’s good enough? By whose standards will you judge?” To me, that is a thought provoking question. And the follow up question, then what does the universe do once it has passed judgment?

A day of judgment is coming and the standard for judging isn’t arbitrary, as it is in so many other world views. The standard is perfect holiness. I can hear my young train traveler now, “No one can meet that standard!” He would be right, no one can.

And so we will be judged and we will be found guilty – let’s face it, even if we lowered the standard, how many of us can say we were even as good as we COULD or SHOULD have been? Everyone I know could be better; not even perfect, just better, and we can’t even meet that standard.

There we stand, found guilty, condemned for not meeting the standard. Yet, that is not the end of the story. Because of his great love for us, God made a way, he had a plan for our redemption, a perfect sacrifice who would pay the penalty for our guilt and do the time for us so we could go free. Jesus. Perfect. Perfect love. The Way. The only way. The way to reunite a broken, imperfect human being with a perfect and holy creator.

Oh, yes, friend, I also believe people should have the right to believe what they want – they should have the right to choose. They can choose to pay the penalty for their own imperfection or they can choose to accept the sacrifice Jesus made on their behalf. It’s a choice.

There is a train coming, a train bound for glory – the old African American spiritual called it The Gospel Train. Just like the train I am on now, it also has a destination – heaven. And just like today, for me and for my fellow travelers, a payment will be required to board; but only one form of payment will suffice on that train ~ Jesus. If you don’t have him, you ain’t gettin’ on. And yes, I’m being literal and metaphorical, my train traveling friend.

Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.  John 14:6
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4 Responses to All Aboard

  1. Lisa L Keck says:

    Wow, we were all just praying for peace on your ride home and here God gave you an opportunity to share His Truth. What an awesome God we serve.

  2. Sharon says:

    I just KNEW you were supposed to talk to someone! You may never know how your words impacted this young man. I pray that your *seeds* will take root.

    Love the thoughts that tumbled out from your heart about this encounter. Yes, we are given a choice – but it’s the MOST important choice we’ll ever make.

    As for me, I’ve got a ticket on the Gospel Train – paid for in full by Jesus. ALL ABOARD!!

    GOD BLESS!

    • Hi friend,
      I pray that it at least piqued his interest…but it didn’t seem that way. Still, you never know. Oh, I just wish everyone’s interest were piqued enough to at least investigate!! So we will keep spreading the good news and hoping that more get on board! Love you, friend!

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