I love old houses. Not to live in, but to see them beside the road, empty and deserted. It makes me wonder about the people and families who have lived out their lives there in times past. One of the structures along our path to town is an old general store. It reminded me of the boy's grandfather from the movie "Where the Red Fern Grows." He ran the store which was almost a replica of the one we pass.
Another house sitting close to the road, vine covered and neglected but pretty much intact, catches my attention. Someone had placed a sign there with the words "Keep Out" warning trespassers. I suppose vagrants may have sought shelter there at one time or another.
We have all been given a "house," which is our mortal body. It is full of memories, experiences, hurts and love. On the outside, if we are not too old, it looks to be in fair shape. But as the years pass it ages and is no match for the "beautiful people," otherwise thought of as the young! We may even feel like putting up a Keep Out! sign to avoid people.
But the Bible tells us good news in II Corinthians chapter 5. "For we know if our earthly house of this tabernacle were dissolved, we have a building of God, an house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.
For in this we groan, earnestly desiring to be clothed upon with our house which is from heaven: It so be that being clothed we shall not be found naked.
For we that are in this tabernacle do groan, being burdened; not for that we would be unclothed, but clothed upon, that mortality might be swallowed up of life."
I agree with the scripture in Joshua 24:14, when Joshua said, "As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord." Amen!
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