Train Station

shutterstock_104394743Sitting on the back of an antique rustic train car on Main Street today. The date is 11-12-13. A song begins to play… say hello to a new beginning. Say goodbye to the you I knew before. Ahh, this is your Genesis. You’re different now, somehow (Bethany Dillon). Train horn suddenly sounded to alarm and announce that it was entering a crossing station. The tracks that the old train car I was sitting on shook from the ground up as the other train sped by.

I recalled a time over 8 years ago when I would awaken to the sound of the train in the middle of the night. Startled and shaken from my slumber, somehow I thought it was the sound of Jesus coming back… aka known as the rapture. In confusion I thought, will it sound more like a trumpet sound or a train sound? Random thoughts would arise. In question and wonder am I really saved? Am I going to heaven? Will I be left behind? I was scared. Uncertain. Unsure if I really was going to heaven. I would say a little prayer, Jesus save me. Forgive me of my sins. I long to go to heaven. Then I would fall peacefully back to sleep. A few nights later I would awaken to the train horn sounding the alarm again. My home was miles away from the train tracks.  I would lay there totally and completely awake at this point and my mind would begin to wonder again. Is this the time? Is Jesus coming back now? I would say the prayer again. Repeating the same words, but not a true, heartfelt, sincere, release of myself. I was going through the motions as I had since my childhood. I attended church occasionally now that I was a grownup, but not regularly. I had been raised in a Christian home and attended church very frequently as a little girl. One of my favorite childhood classes was Prims. My Mom would teach lessons to me and my friends and I would memorize scriptures to earn a badge for my sash.

I had watched the movies in church as a teen of the Left Behind series. Somehow it triggered something deep inside of me. Especially in my teenage days of rebellion and rejection. I would act out, wanting my own way, even though my Mom would advise otherwise. Salina’s way was best… or so I thought in my own eyes. My Mom had an opinion and I had mine. I always liked my opinion better. Imagine that. Sound familiar to anyone? Or am I the only one that has ever felt that?

I attended many church services, youth camps, had amazing encounters with God and would re-commit my life to Him. Each time telling myself- ok, this is going to be different. I will commit my ways to the Lord. God’s ways, not my ways. I always fell short. I always held on to those “feelings” for a while, but eventually would fall back into those same patterns, the same cycle would repeat itself over and over. Again and again. I would give Jesus pieces of my heart, pieces of my life. All the while holding onto the larger portion of my heart and life. You can have this section, and this, and here take this part… but all these over here, these are mine and I like what I have here. Still wanting my way, my rules, my-my-my.. I was stuck in my- own little world.

So fast forward to my early thirties. It happened! I finally grasped it! I got it! The true meaning of surrender. True acts of letting go. All of me. And giving it all to God. A total heart change. A total release of my control and my ways. I allowed God into every place of my heart and life. Even the icky sticky places. Those places that I thought were better for me to just be in charge. That’s when it all changed. Life-changing. Life altering. Total surrender of my ways to God’s ways. When before I questioned my salvation. I was unsure if I would really go to heaven. Afraid that I would be left behind. From that moment on; I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I was a child of God. Forever.

For every child of God defeats this evil world, and we achieve this victory through our faith.  {1 John 5:4}

names are written in the Lamb’s Book of Life {Revelation 21:27}

That He had written my name in the Lambs book of life. That it was permanent. That I did not have to work or measure up or just be good enough. His Grace. Jesus’ GRACE covered all my sins, all my pain, all my doubts, fears, worries and disbelief. He made me new. A newness came in and changed me from the inside out. My Jesus saved me. Saved my life. After I gave my life to Jesus, I would hear the train sounding. No longer was I afraid or fearful. I embraced the sound. Then one day I  had this impression to pray for the lost souls anytime I heard the train sound. A shift happened.  As soon as I knew whose I was, the focus changed from me to others. I prayed for the lost to be found all across the nation.

And not only for that nation, but to bring together and unite all the children of God scattered around the world. {John 11:52}

Today I heard the train horn sounding and those early morning alarms came to my memory. Those times of being unsure changed to a sureness and knowing deep down inside. I am God’s child. I am His forever. I am going to heaven. I know my eternal destination.

All aboard the train station. Salvation is extended to you. No ticket is needed to board this train. It’s a free ride from here on out. Now to eternity. Your salvation is already bought and paid for with a high price. Jesus paid it all. Trust Him. He is for you. He loves you. Now is the time to fully surrender your ways to God’s ways.

If you are unsure of your eternal destination; if you have doubts or have never asked Jesus into your heart… this is a perfect time. It is so simple. An act of surrender. Simply say this prayer in your heart or aloud: Jesus, I come to you now. I ask you to come and take over. I give my heart and life to you. Show me your ways. I trust you. You are my everything.

It’s as simple as that. If you just prayed that prayer, we would love to join in with the angels rejoicing over you. Your beautiful life matters. Send me a little email to or post a comment below.

I will fulfill my vows to you, O God, and will offer a sacrifice of thanks for your help. For you have rescued me from death; you have kept my feet from slipping. So now I can walk in your presence, O God, in your life-giving light. {Psalm 56:12-13}

Written by Salina Duffy



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