Yeah, sometimes I wonder what the point is to my life. Why do I live the way I live? Who am I touching? Did I miss something?
I'm getting older by the minute. Life is flying by. I wonder sometimes if it's too late to jump on the train. It's already going too fast and now I will forever be destined to follow the tracks, only ever seeing where everyone else has already been.
Maybe there is a special train that will come. Maybe it's just for me. I can board it and be off to new places. Places I'm supposed to go. Places I need to go. Maybe I'll get to those places at just the right time, arrive at the perfect moment. Everything will be clear, crystal clear. I'll wonder why I ever doubted.
But, maybe there is a special train for me... and it already left....
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When all else fails, sail by ash breeze.
Or maybe, your train is still coming, and we, I mean you, aren't done learning what you are to learn before that wonderful day of crystal clearness.
I know what you mean deary, keep your chin up.
I love you!!!
I'm with Katie - your train is still on its way. God has certainly not forgotten you!
Kristi
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