Monday, March 8, 2010

Abandoned House



I see it every time we drive into town, speeding by at sixty miles an hour, sitting forlornly atop a little hill. It is slowly going the way of all things whose life has been extinguished.

I imagine what it looked like when life filled its empty rooms, when light illuminated the darkened, broken windows, when loving hands kept it neat and clean.

Once its walls knew the sound of joys and sorrows, now they crumble in the silence. Once, perhaps, children played in the yard, now it is overgrown with weeds. Once it provided comfort and shelter, now its door stands open to the elements and the roof sags. Life has gone from the little house, and it is slowly dying.

I feel such a sadness when I see it. I cannot help but make the comparison to my own life. If I didn't have the life of Jesus dwelling within me, I would soon be very much like that little abandoned house - no life, no light, no warmth, none of the things that make life rich. I would be an empty shell, slowly falling apart. He brings light and life. He makes a house a home; He makes life rich and full. He does it for every life that opens the door to Him.

Blessings,
Linda

21 comments:

  1. I love this. Love it. I go by such buildings, think such thoughts, but never think to write them down. The difference between you and me! Just beautiful.

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  2. Isn't that the truth! What would our life look like without Jesus. Probably just like that old house. :)

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  3. I always feel the same way you do whenever I pass by an abandoned house such as this one. I love the analogy you made with the abandoned house and how your spirit would be the same if it were not for Jesus. Hope you're having a wonderful week, my friend. xoxo

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  4. So glad you're back, Linda... I've missed you!

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  5. missed you too. love this post. I love exploring old abandoned homesteads, picnicking there and dreaming about the voices and people that used to abide within those walls. It's magical. And yes, He has taken us from ramshackle to fit to house His very Spirit!

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  6. Whosoever calls upon the name of the
    Lord can be saved in every sense of
    the word. Isn't He wonderful?
    So glad you are back, Linda!

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  7. What a vivid analogy. So thankful to have Jesus living and working in me.

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  8. I've always loved abandoned houses. I love the sadness (oddly) and the mystery.

    Marvelous picture. :)

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  9. I felt so sad reading this, Linda! But you did what we always should do, you brought us to Jesus. What a sweet and touching post.

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  10. Linda, I'm reading your blog for the first time and was so touched with your beautifully-written post. Sooo much truth in it! And the picture is wonderful - and speaks volumes all by itself! I'm so thankful that Jesus makes my life full and satisfying. He's always welcome in my heart and home!

    I'll be back to visit!

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  11. I remember seeing houses like this when we lived in rural northern ny. So many abandoned... always wondering what life inside the house had been like. I love it when you said... "He makes a house a home". Beautiful post.

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  12. Awesome composed photo, Linda...

    Wow, you words are so powerful and so true. I really like how you have drawn the comparison between the old abandoned house and our spiritual life. If we don't tend to our spiritual needs on a daily basis, our insides would indeed look sad as the ole' little house does.

    Thank you so much for sharing your wisdom with us.

    Love & peace,
    Iris

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  13. Welcome back....great post and often when I see old abandoned houses and it reminds me how our lives would become without God in it.

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  14. love the picture...that could be framed (o:
    Great words about our lives being an empty abandoned shell without jesus.

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  15. I always wonder what stories those wall could tell... Such a mystery.

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  16. Awesome word picture, Linda. I shall not pass by an abandoned house again without thinking of this post.

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  17. Hi Linda~ What an incredible metaphor you have created here with the abandoned house.
    Such a word picture ~ much to think about
    So glad to visit here ♥
    Blessing * Maria

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  18. Wonderful metaphor. Thank God He chooses to dwell within these broken vessels!

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  19. Linda, this was so everything.
    He makes a house a home. How simple and yet profound.

    I hope you found solace in you break.
    And thank you for taking the time to visit me,and leave words of encouragement and grace.

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