We get on board that train at birth, and we want to cross the continent because we have in mind that somewhere out there is a station. We pass by sleepy little towns looking out the window of life's train, grain fields and silos, level grade crossings, buses full of people on the road beside us. We pass by cities and factories, but we don't look at any of it because we want to get to the station...This station changes for us during life. To begin with, for most of us, it's turning 18, getting out of high school. Then the station is that first promotion and then the station becomes getting the kids out of college, and then the station becomes retirement and then....all to late we recognize the truth -- that this side of that city whose builder is God, there really isn't a station. The joy is in the journey and the journey is the joy.
Sooner or later, you realize there is no station and the truth of life is the trip. Read a book, eat more ice cream, go barefoot more often, hug a child, go fishing, laugh more. The station will come soon enough. And as you go, find a way to make this world more beautiful.
Focusing on the destination is not a good idea. Tomorrow may come ; it may not. The only place we really have any power is in the present.
the most of the journey."