On Being The LIttle Red Caboose

Photo by Dirt Man. We saw this in an empty field at the base of a mountain in the middle of nowhere.

We all long to be the hero/heroine of our story. The problem is that we forget we are also the author of our own life story.

Most of us want to be respected and admired, or at least valued and accepted for who we are.

We yearn for our true worth to shine, yet we often struggle in production.

We seldom give it all we’ve got because we’re afraid we won’t shine as brightly as others in our field.

Or worse, we’re afraid we’ll have to stand alone. When we’re not crowded we have room to grow. Sometimes those of us who stand alone shine the brightest of all.

While it’s true we don’t have complete control of all life circumstances and our resources might be limited, we do have the power to make choices. Even the caboose can be the conductor of his train.

Though you might feel like you’re pushing your way through life in a constant uphill battle. Use that strength and stamina to the best of your ability.

We might not be the little red caboose that saves the train from rolling down the mountain, but we each can be the little red caboose of our own story. Be the hero in your life.

Recognize your talents. Trust yourself to use them. Hone your gifts.

You are powerful.

You are awesome.

Push that train over the mountain!

Shine, baby, shine!

42 thoughts on “On Being The LIttle Red Caboose

  1. “While it’s true we don’t have complete control of all life circumstances and our resources might be limited, we do have the power to make choices. Even the caboose can be the conductor of his train.”

    I LOVE THAT! And you’re sooooooooo right, Suzi!

    “Recognize your talents. Trust yourself to use them. Hone your gifts.”

    A-MEN!

    Thanks for sharing both your inspiration AND gorgeous photo – WOW!

    Have a great day, my friend…..X

  2. Very nice. I agree … we all have the power to make choices no matter how much life throws at us. We are in control of most of our life with those choices … and the few times we are not, we are in control of how we choose to handle things. Great post.

    • I thank you for taking the time to read and comment. What I actually thought of was the book and singing the song as a child…I’d only wished the lesson had been engraved more deeply.

  3. I join in the others in saying this is great! I’m going to forward the email post to my sons and sisters. We all need a little encouragement now and then.

    How do you think this stuff up? It’s like a story. I hope you are saving them and will publish them sometime.

  4. This is the effect the camera does that is your favorite, right? Where it takes one object and leaves its color, but makes the rest black and white. Cool.

    Definitely adds to your words. The little caboose standing out brightly.

    I am definitely a caboose. But that is ok, because there are a lot of wonderful people that (much to my surprise and delight) see me as the bright color in the black and white, even if I am at the end. 🙂

    • This effect is called “color accent” and it is my favorite. We took some really cool photos playing with that one. Another one is called fish eye which swirls the pic. I am much like you, but with confidence and courage we will someday be at the front…and even if we’re not, we’re the type of people that feel good because we’ve helped those ahead of us. You’re a blessing, Terre.

    • Yeah, I am not one who needs to be at the front. I believe there is much to say about the back. It is good. It allows us to see and observe, take our time . . . 😉

      Thank you. 🙂

  5. Goosebumps … the folk in the hospital ward presented me with a bracelet when I left, it has a charm on it that says ‘I am powerful’. Thanks SuziCate.

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