The What If Train

The What If Train

All Aboard come one come all. 

The train is about to depart when the conductor calls. 

There are not many seats left on this train.

It's named, “what if” and many ride in vain. 

We board and head to the first destination:  

A weary stop known as Frustration.  

The conductor feeds our “what if” thinking,  

With visions of car crashes, boats sinking.

And when we arrive, we get back on again.

Bound for a city called Worry, where it all begins.  

We fret over things that never came to be,  

Haunted by chilling scenarios we only see. 

We settle in—this train feels like home.  

We replay regrets, long since gone.  

Next stop: Past Mistakes, where guilt resides,  

And “what if” shame alters our strides.  

“All aboard!” the conductor cries, far and near,  

As we leave Mistakes and head toward Fear.  

This place paralyzes, stops us in our tracks,  

And the conductor’s voice feels like an attack. 

It’s the What If Train—but you can get off anytime.  

The next stop is Crossroads, where we reach a sign:  

A fork appears, a choice to be made—  

Keep riding, or let go of the burdens we’ve weighed. 

That's where we find the road to peace. 

And where we realize our true destiny. 

So next time you hear all aboard, don't get on. 

Wait for the next train calld you are strong. 

“What if” is not in the language of His Word—  

This path takes you where the Prince of Peace is heard. 

It's in this town that Jesus reigns.

And frees you from the lies heard on the “What If” Train.

© 2025 Sandra C. Johnson

This poem was adapted into a song and can be viewed on my YouTube channel here:

https://youtu.be/2uvBxsQkmD8?si=16Kh2OJssVSX3QYW