Then the alarm goes off and you awake to the sound of your train on your tracks in your life that you created and seem quite intent on wrecking. You are in the midst of conducting your own train wreck. It seems implausible. In most aspects of your life and at least from beyond the tracks your train and its cargo look fine, attractive and even enviable. From beyond the tracks your train looks like it is running smoothly, controlled, steady. Even during those times that you are called on to switch tracks you seem to do it flawlessly. You obey the signals on the tracks, not doing anything to draw attention. The lights along the way say, beware, be cautious, yield to your surroundings. Your train keeps moving down the tracks carrying a lifetime of box cars that you are responsible for carrying along.
As conductor, the precious cargo in each box car is counting on you, depending blindly on you. You keep moving, ever moving and even though you have breaks/brakes that work, you never use them for reasons known only by you. All around you, life passes, while your train is on tracks in your life that you seem intent on wrecking. You occasionally pass other trains, some of which are on their own collision course. You pass tooting your horn bravely, acknowledging their familiarity, careful to show no signs of distress; no signs that you are carrying too heavy a load.
There are names for trains like these. They are called runaway trains. The kind of trains that get going so fast they can't stop. After so long, they become unable to use their breaks/brakes. And one day these trains end up jumping their tracks losing complete control. These trains end up destroying themselves and the priceless cargo that counted helplessly on them to keep them safe and get them down the tracks.
Good thing we are only talking about trains here in this post. For a minute I thought we were talking about something else. Keep it moving.
Hebrews 13:18 - Pray for us: for we trust we have a good conscience, in all things willing to live honestly.