The doors were open wide
So I stepped inside
And took a window seat for this ride.
I wanted to see the places
To watch the faces
Of those who darkness chases.
A little girl whose face is round
Sitting alone on the playground
Not a friend to be found.
A misunderstood teen
Wishing to be seen
By people’s faces buried in their screens.
A new mother alone with her babe
Hoping no mistakes will be made
Can’t find relief from nerves frayed.
A man sitting alone
Not ready to go home
To face a marriage where love is long gone.
People were walking along
As if nothing is wrong
Pretending to be strong.
I realized this is not my ride.
I refuse to hide.
The possibilities for life are wide.
So I get off the train
Shook off the strain
And started living again.
Darkness will reach out to all of us at some point. We may even take a ride on that train. But we have power within us to get off.
We have the gift of choice.
For some there are clinical reasons for the darkness and medical help is necessary.
For others, we simply have to decide, “This is not my ride,” and get off that train. If we are lonely and afraid, we have a Helper who will show us the path to a brighter day.
Psalm 18:28 (TPT)
God, all at once you turned on a floodlight for me!
You are the revelation-light in my darkness,
and in your brightness I can see the path ahead.