where are you headed?
We are trains on a track,
moving through life at warp speed.
Please keep all arms and legs
inside the moving vehicle
at all times.
The years pass like a flipbook,
faster than we can absorb,
but the train does not stop.
We press our faces to the windows
to try and get a good view
and we ask each each other,
Where are you headed?
And there on the train
we decide—
we want to head toward
the promised day.
We want to head toward crowded tables
and long, healthy lives.
We want to move in the direction of joyful children,
and hopeful communities.
We want to move closer to God
with every mile of track,
and that does not happen by accident.
So it’s time to ask,
Where are you headed,
and who’s driving that train?
Poem by Rev. Sarah (Are) Speed
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