I have always loved old barns. Tired, weathered and sometimes forgotten, they sit patiently waiting for the next phase of their lives.A stranger came by the other day with an offer that set me to thinking. He wanted to buy the old barn that sits out by the highway. I told him that he must be crazy.
He said he was driving by and saw that beautiful barn sitting out in the tall grass and wanted to know if it was for sale. I told him he had a funny idea of beauty.
Sure, it was a handsome building in its day. But then, there's been a lot of winters pass with their snow and ice and howling wind.
The summer sun's beat down on that old barn till all the paint's gone, and the wood has turned silver gray.
Now the old building leans a good deal, looking kind of tired.
Yet, that fellow called it beautiful. That set me to thinking.
I walked out to the field and just stood there, gazing at that old barn.
The stranger said he planned to use the lumber to line the walls of his den in a new country home he's building down the road.
He said you couldn't get paint that beautiful. Only years of standing in the weather, bearing the storms and scorching sun, only that can produce beautiful barn wood.
It came to me then. We're a lot like that, you and I. Only it's on the inside that the beauty grows with us. Sure we turn silver gray too... and lean a bit more than we did when we were young.
But the Good Lord knows what He's doing.
And as the years pass He's busy using the hard weather of
our lives, the dry spells and the stormy seasons to do a job of beautifying our souls that nothing else can produce. And to think how often people complain because they want life easy! They took the old barn down today and hauled it away to beautify a new house. And someday you and I will be on our way to Heaven to take on whatever new chores the Good Lord has for us.
And we'll be more beautiful then for the seasons we've been through here... and just maybe even add a bit of beauty to our Father's house.
May there be peace within you today. May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be.
And. . I do sincerely Thank God for my wonderful friends and family who love me even though I show signs of weathering.
5 comments:
I like your photo's very impressive. I take photo's if you would like to see, (not of barns just pretty places) http://pookalou.blokspot.com
That was a great post.
Neat - I'd have liked to see the barn in place though and suspect I may have loathed what he created with it!
Just an opinion - if it was anything like the pictures you showed then couldn;t he enjoy it without having to OWN it?!
Yes, the barns were interesting to look at now...but we live in outstate Nebraska, the winter winds and snow storms blow very hard and many times old buildings like these just cave in. In another few years, possibly less, all that would be left of a couple of them would be a pile of rotting lumber.
Better the wood be used as the paneling of a family den where the mottling of it could be admired. Often bugs eat groves in the wood, and woodpeckers then peck holes in it looking for the bugs. That too adds beauty to the wood.
To every thing there is a season......
JeaneBee
I love the old barns, I love the way nature affects old buildings, keep up the good work, thanks for the interest in my site
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