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She was sitting in the rail station. The metal seat was cold and hard - vandal proof like the loos.
Way down the track she saw the tunnel entrance. Some unfortunate youngster had lost his life there a couple of weeks ago; chasing after his dog. She recalled with familiar dispassion how the local newspaper had pictured the distraught young mother laying flowers.
The town hall clock struck mid-day. He was late! She’d made the effort to be here so where was he? The woman over the line was staring hard. She held her gaze until the woman looked away.
A message alert distracted her.
“Here Sue,” it read. So where are you?” She checked around before replying,
“By coffee machine. Don’t see you though.” Exasperation gripped her by the throat at the prospect of another time wasting wind up.
The woman across the track was making for the footbridge. Sue watched her cross the line and pause at the exit. She was acting weird. As the woman turned hesitantly to walk towards her Sue pondered the coarse features.
She wore an outrageously bold floral print dress and red high heeled shoes. Big hair fell loosely onto broad shoulders. She began to stride out. Extending a hand no smaller than a snow shovel she greeted her Counsellor.
“Dr Sue. At last we meet up. I’m David.”
The 12.30pm Flying Scotsman thundered down the line and slowed to a harsh clanking halt. Sue grabbed her bag and sprang to her feet.
“Doctor?” She feigned incredulity. “I wish! Sorry - I need to board this train!”
The countryside streaked by as the train sped South towards London adding distance between Sue’s Psychology Practice in the North, nearby the station she’d fled.
Exhilaration flooded her senses. The prospect of liberation tasted sweet.
‘Dr S. WILLIAMS CPsychol CSci AFBPsS.’ The plaque on the office door was impressive; but
‘Christian Counselling for Hurting Individuals’ on the website less so. Yet this Blog had attracted numerous hits since its initiation.
Sue needed to chill! She struggled to implement her own relaxation techniques; to become aware of her erratic, constricted breathing and screaming muscles. Through gritted teeth she determined to visualise the tension, and at her spoken command, order it to float from knotted muscles to be replaced by calm and relaxation.
But these taut, inflexible muscles miss-trusted the source of the pressured commands and rebuffed any suggestion of ‘letting go!’
Bitterness and hostility spilled over. She railed,
“Lord, I’ve put my heart and soul into this Blog for you yet it’s nothing but hassle. It’s become a burden to me and a magnet to attract odd bods. This blog was meant to HELP people. Why do you send me life’s rejects and misfits?”
For a moment all Heaven fell silent!
Until through the scriptures God’s imperceptible whispers infiltrated the heart of His weary traveller.
“Sue – MY children are NOT misfits! I reject NO-ONE who calls out to me!”
A doctor sees so much of the bleak side of humanity. She thought back to the compassion she once had for confused and misguided souls. Again she discerned His voice.
“I send you hurting people and YOU run away!” Failure and desperation overwhelmed her. “When did we last spend TIME TOGETHER?”
Time? – There was no time! In days past Sue cherished her quiet times with the God of all Life. From such intimate moments stemmed her zeal and commitment to spread His message of love, hope and healing to dejected and disconsolate victims of society.
But now with so much to achieve for the Lord, inactivity was construed as time wasting.
The Blog – the very Blog that she created in order to reach out to people had turned into a trap to ensnare her; to have her believe she was indispensible; that she could go it alone; and judging by its success was also blessed by God.
So very NOT so!
Again Sue perceived God’s word in her heart. His invitation was –
“LET GO; Surrender yourself to me and KNOW that I am in control.” And,
“Your personal initiative is no substitute for RELIANCE ON ME!” He reminded her.
At the next train station Sue alighted, crossed the line and boarded again - heading North! David was waiting still.
“David, before I explain myself, I have a priority task!” She smiled. Together they revamped the Blog Site. It’s now called,
‘To Those Who Are Hurting,’
BE STILL, AND KNOW THAT I AM GOD!
(Psalm 46 v 10 NIV)
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