Often on my drives to work I speed north up the highway as a long train snakes its way south. It's a cargo train (is that what they are called?) not a passenger train. Sometimes as I watch the train cars pass by out of the corner of my eye with the rest of my eyes on the road I wonder where it's headed. I think about hopping into a car like the hobos of days past and letting it sweep me away to some unknown destination.
This has been an extremely hard week. Stress has been running rampant and things that shouldn't have happened have. Through this week God has been showing me a part of myself that I don't like. He shows me these things in the hopes that I will make changes. Honestly, it is hard to look in that mirror He holds up and see these things, but it has to be done.
Tonight as I drove home exhausted and emotionally spent I thought of those trains. I thought about running away on one of the trains. But, running away from hard weeks and problems doesn't solve anything.