There is a parable about a man who was riding on a train but didn’t know where he was going. There was good companionship among the passengers: they talked and laughed and made plans together for the days ahead. And there was music. It was a good trip, except that, now and then, a beloved fellow passenger would suddenly leave the train. The man who didn’t know his own destination wept whenever a friend would leave. “It isn’t fair,” he said. “If we could only know where they are going and what they are doing!” Then, one day, he felt a tapping on his shoulder and, in an instant, he was standing on a station platform, the train roaring away in the distance. All around him were familiar faces — friends from the past who had come to welcome him. All around him there was incomparable peace, beauty and light — eons beyond the limits of the stuffy train. The man could feel an awesome,…
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