This morning, I travelled back from Norwich to London. There were some signal problems on the mainline, so I came back via Cambridge. I had a 1st class ticket (work-related travel!), and sat in this relatively spacious, comfortable area with just a couple of other people. The 1st class area had its own doors, so I was shut away from the rest of the train.
About half-way through the journey, the guard came through and commented about how heaving it was on the train. I’d been completely unaware of this, and had no idea what the rest of the train was like.
This made me think about how churches can seem like that 1st class compartment, shut off from the rest of the world. Its so easy for us to sit in our own comfortable surroundings, doors closed and completely ignorant to what’s going on outside of our own little bubble.
