The End of the Line
Isaiah 43:18,19 So don’t remember what happened in earlier times. Don’t think about what happened a long time ago, because I am doing something new! Now you will grow like a new plant. Surely you know this is true. I will even make a road in the desert, and rivers will flow through that dry land.
It is a staggering and frightening statistic that in just about every society around the globe, suicide is on the increase. What a tragic paradox: the more affluent we become, the more people get to feeling that they’ve reached … the end of the line.
On the north western outskirts of Sydney Australia, there’s a beautiful town called Richmond with a lovely oval park and beautiful old federation architecture. It’s an absolutely gorgeous spot.
It also has a railway station, but there’s something different about this particular station. It’s the end of the line. It’s where the train stops. If the train kept on going, it’d run over East Market Street and straight into this beautiful green park.
I remember a time in my life when it felt like I’d come to the end of the line. As far as I was concerned, there couldn’t possibly be a tomorrow, and it was at that point that I almost took my own life.
But here I am two and a half decades on, serving the Lord and enjoying the beauty of His creation. I look back and realise that in one sense, I had come to the end of the line. So the Lord led me off the tracks and into the beautiful tree-lined park across the road. It’s just what He does.
Isaiah 43:18,19 So don’t remember what happened in earlier times. Don’t think about what happened a long time ago, because I am doing something new! Now you will grow like a new plant. Surely you know this is true. I will even make a road in the desert, and rivers will flow through that dry land.
It doesn’t matter how bleak things get; God always has something new, something fresh, something beautiful waiting for you when you get to the end of the line.
That’s God’s Word. Fresh … for you … today.