The Driver had stopped his freight train on the mountain top for safety checks and was ready now to move on to the descent down the steep grade where he knew the line could be blocked with fallen rocks or storm wrecked gum trees or even a remote possibility that the line could have been broken through slight earth movement.
Then with a careful last check of the brakes, the driver eases the train forward towards the coast. He carefully regulates his speed to his braking capacity so that his train runs smoothly down the long grade.
A lone signal on the line tells the driver it is safe for him to continue so he eases forward, carefully checking the brakes so that he does not drain too much air away which would cause the brakes to work inefficiently.
The scenery closes around this stretch of single-line track as the train winds its way through narrow, deep cuttings with giant gum trees and native vines clutching the steep cliffs above him and deep ravines on the other side.
Occasionally a Lyre bird scurries across the line ahead into the deep undergrowth. A Rock Wallaby bounds along the top of sandstone cliffs, or a Bush Turkey scavenges in the bush near the track. Above him, the driver sees a flock of white cockatoos wheeling and winding above the gorges.
The driver has travelled this track over many years and he searches for points of interest along the way. His favourite point is near as the train emerges from one of the tunnels it runs through and he looks up to the cliffs on his left. There is a waterfall he is looking for, the clear mountain stream sparkles in the sunlight.
"There are two things written on my heart that I check on every journey," the Driver explained to me as he described this trip. "The first one is that I must always check the rules to keep my train on the rails. The second is to know and look for, the signs leading to the end of the journey."
"Perhaps," he said, "those two rules are true through all time and of every journey; one, check the rules for staying on the track, and two, know the end you are looking for."
Then he looked at the first rule marked in his book, "Forasmuch as ye are manifestly declared to be the epistle of Christ ministered by us, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God; not in tables of stone, but in fleshy tables of the heart." (2nd Corinthians 3:3). (See also Hebrews 10:16.)
And, thinking of the city where his journey would end, he looked up the second rule, "Blessed are they that do his commandments, that they may have right to the tree of life, and may enter through the gates into the city." (Revelation 22:14).
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