Little engine

There once was a little engine, who could, at least she thought she could. Many times she moved much like a locomotive, so quick, so speedily down the track. Then one day, she came upon a derailment. A piece of the track had been dislodged, and in her hurry, she didn't recognise it. And as her wheels speed down the track, she suddenly found herself in mid-air, wondering how she could ever land safely upon the track again.



During that burst of sudden airborne flight, Grace was given to her. Divine calm, and a peace, that she would have never known had it not been for the derailment. Life has its unexpected realities. Sort of like that little train's unsuspected flight lesson. But if we are quiet and still long enough to sense God's presence, those still moments can lead to a greater treasure than the one we thought we were heading toward speeding so recklessly, carelessly and casually on our way to who knows what or where.

We then exchange our 'could' for His 'can.' And we soon learn that what we can do through Christ is much greater that we could do in our own strength. Jesus said it best in John 15:5, "I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing." 
On Track,
MJ




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