I forgot that I haven’t published the part two for “In Suspense…” so here it goes… for a recap check out the earlier post:
We arrived in London… but our train just left (literally!!!). *DUN DUN DUN!* It was the LAST train that night and the next one was not till 9am. We had seven hours till the next train, which we got for free (since we explained the whole thing and the kind people at the station understood us, so thank you to the two women who really helped us, sorry I didn’t get your names).
So we were in suspense for a the whole night. Mind you, we were in central London, late night, on a weekend. These are the ingredients I do not want to be stuck in. We didn’t have a choice, but to stay within the vicinity of Liverpool Street Station. The hotels around the area were booked so we decided to wait by the entrance of the station. Yes, we did that. It was cold, still bearable since it was summer, and we were tired. I was just praying that God protect us since there were lots of drunks in and around the station. The time came when we had to leave the station since it was closing for the night. The polite workers at the station told us they were going to close and clean the station, but they will be open again in four hours.
“FOUR HOURS?!”, I thought to myself. What do we do in the next four hours in the middle of the night? Well, here’s what we did. We walked around the area really trying to find a hotel that still had rooms. To be honest, deep inside I was worried, but then God reminded me that He is with me so I just prayed. In our walk around the area, we passed by several groups of late night drunks, a couple of scuffles, and lots of dark, seemingly sketchy alleyways. This felt like the Psalm 23:4, “Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me”.
My friend and I finally settled at the 24 hour cafe across the station. It was a cozy yet busy cafe where they served warm meals, drinks, snacks, and many more. The place is called Polo Bar. According to their website: polo24hourbar.co.uk , they have been around since 1953! They had wifi and a great warm atmosphere. Being there was a treat and served as shelter in the wee hours of the morning.
After a few hours, the station was open, but again our train was still at 9am so we had four hours or so before we could take a trip back home. So we sat on the cold steel chairs of the station. There was a point wherein we felt like one of the homeless people (and some of them did sit and sleep beside us). We were sitting on the cold chairs exchanging stories, trying to stay warm, and trying to rest. When the sun finally came out, we walked around exploring the station. FINALLY IT WAS 9AM! We boarded our train, got a good nap along the way and arrived safely in Norwich. All in all the 24 hour suspenseful day taught me a lot. I enjoyed every part of it.
With the new day I realised something, no matter what happened the night before, a new day is a new day. People in the station were wearing work coats, walking upright, and ready to conquer the day. I realised its the same with life whatever happened the day, the month, the year before is gone, learn from it and then face the new day because it is God’s gift to you. Another thing I learned from the experience is to keep cool. A lot of times people, including myself, would be impatient and would complain when things don’t go as planned. Keep cool because your situation or experience right now might not be the one you intended to be in, but God have placed you there to learn something or to be a blessing to someone. I realised God allowed me to be early in Bristol to see the beauty of the place. God allowed me to go through a cold night at the station to be thankful of the comfort I take for granted and to pray for those who have less. God allowed me to miss the train to teach me to be patient and to show me that no matter what He provides and protects.
Till next time,
-Dot
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