Lost on a Train...It's possible.

It was already a long day and all I wanted to do was get home, eat something and then lay in my bed but there was another plan. A friend and I huffed it to the station to make the same train as my friend at 4 p.m. We glanced at the destination sign adn yes it was where I wanted to go so I hopped on. But then we sat there for a good 10 mins or so. I decided to look out and check that sign one more time. Yes, it was still my destination. The train filled up with people and finally we left the station. I started reading, listenign to music and praying to process the day. The train stops weren't really interesting me though I did see that one was a usual so I thought ok I'm good. But after a while when I was the last peson in my train car and only a few men left in the others I checked my watch and knew I should have been there by now. The next stop was definitely not on the regular route so I started to panic a little. I called my roommate nad told her I was lost on the train. She thought I was joking until I said it's pitch black outside, I have no idea where I am and I am one of hte last people left on here. I got off at the next station and saw the I was in Siena...not anywhere near Pisa. I quickly saw a train back to where I'd just come from so I bought a ticket then ran like I haven't run in years to catch it. The train conductor jus smiled when I walked up to him to validate my ticket because I could talk I was so out of breath. Ha! I need some exercise. Back on the train all the way back to Empoli where I just happened to make the connection to the fast train back to Pisa. An hour trip took me 4 hours tonight. I think in some strange way it was the Lord making sure I had time that I could devote just to Him. To sit before Him and grieve or talk about what I was feeling and then to spend time in His Word hearing from His perspective on it all. Though the extra time wasn't fun meeting God in that way was pretty cool.