This Old House

This old house is kind of strange! When it was new it held old the wonders of adventure and its walls were decorated with images that only memories of youth could represent. This old house was strong and weathered the elements in its early days. It stood as a marker for who we were and it stood in full glory and pride!

Now it eves hang slightly tilted. The wiring is a little frayed. The pipes are some what plugged from time to time and the support beams are slightly bent. Its windows are clear, but the sparkle that once lit within them has faded with time. Its rugs sag with fertive lament and it creeks with the passing of time.

This old house has heard the sound of wedding bells and the patter of little feet. It has heard the welcome sound of music that came from many hearts! It has graced the many holidays passed and shared the words of carolers far.

You know ... this old house may have its flaws now and then, but it is my body and I am grateful for its life. One day I will lay this old house down to final rest and I will leave it for a mansion in Paradisee!

I have a home above where no pain may live. There I will rise to my feet to sing amongst the angels! I shall raise my hands high and shout out "Praise the Lord most high!" and joy shall once again be my own!

This old house will pass away, but that which belongs to a King will rise to eternity! The owner of this old house has made a choice. He will choose to love the King and invite Him in this day. This old house is insured with a promise that will never be broken! Where is your home?