Belief in God — A short story

Every year Martin’s parents took him to his grandmother’s house for the summer break, and they would return home on the same train the next day.
Then one day the boy says to his parents:
′′ I’m pretty big now. What if I go to grandma’s house alone this year?"
After a brief discussion parents agree.
Here they are standing on the train station wharf, greeting him, giving him one last tip through the window, as Martin continues to repeat:
′′ I know, you’ve already told me a hundred times...!"
Train is about to leave and father whispers:
′′ My son, if you suddenly feel bad or scared, this is for you! ′′
And he slips something into his pocket.

Now the boy is alone, sitting on the train, without his parents, for the first time...
He looks at the scenery through the window that scrolls..
Around him strangers hustle, make noise, enter and exit the compartment, the controller comments him that he is alone.. A person even gives him a sad look...
So the boy is feeling more uncomfortable...
And now he's scared.
He lowers his head, snuggles in a corner of the seat, tears rise to his eyes.
At that point he remembers his father putting something in his pocket.
With a trembling hand he seeks to grop this piece of paper, he opens it:
′′ Son, I'm in the last wagon..."

This is how it is in life...
When God sent us in this world, all by ourselves, HE has also slipped a note in our pocket,
*MY CHILD, I AM IN THE LAST WAGON* ❤️
So trust him, have faith in him, our GOD IS ALWAYS WITH US, in the last wagon.

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