Repairs needed

Today I took a little sentimental journey with my grandson to the little town where I spent some of my growing up years. I wanted to take him to see the church where my dad pastored when I was a little girl, then the church he started building before we moved to Arizona for ten weeks, which preceded our final move (praise God) to Atlanta. When I made the turn down the street toward the old church I saw that not much had changed as far as the houses but when I made that left turn onto the street where the church is I gasped. The house that had been our “parsonage” was in total disrepair and the church looked sad, unloved, unkempt and tears sprang to my eyes when I remembered the hundreds of people that used to gather there on Sunday morning to sing and hear my dad bring the Word, or the times those same people gathered for the funeral of loved ones, for a two year period my dad preached at least one funeral a week and sometimes two. It brought two scriptures to my mind, first, Isaiah 58:12 Your people will rebuild the ancient ruins and will raise up the age-old foundations; you will be called Repairer of Broken Walls, Restorer of Streets with Dwellings. It isn’t only church buildings that are in sad repair, it is we the people that don’t take care of our physical body, and our mental health and most of all don’t take enough time to work on our spiritual health.

Then I thought about Jeremiah 6:16 Thus saith the Lord, Stand ye in the ways, and see, and ask for the old paths, where is the good way, and walk therein, and ye shall find rest for your souls. The prophet was trying to get the people to see the error of their ways, he wanted them to remember their roots, go back to the ways they knew God wanted them to follow, but the end of that verse says, “But they said, We will not walk therein.”

How many of us know to do the right thing and yet we are led astray and sometimes into destruction. It can be as simple as being tempted to eat the wrong foods, take drugs you know could do you very real harm, or letting yourself be led into temptation. It doesn’t hurt to just stop and think and while we are taking sentimental journeys into our past let’s see what we could do to repair damage in our lives and keep more from happening.

Take a good look at you and see what needs to be repaired, I know I am!

About harolene

Thank you for stopping by for a visit! If you read my thoughts you will see that I am sometimes serious, at other times sappy or funny, occasionally I am sad and sentimental, but I am always sincere! I am a single mother who raised two children, born ten years apart and different sexes so first it was bows and dolls, pretty dresses and boys! When my son was born it was rough and tumble games, baseball, soccer, wrestling and girls! I am known for my "smile" and for my default answer to any situation, "no problem", which was something I didn't realize I did until it was pointed out to me! I am a moon watcher and a star gazer. I am astounded and feel so small knowing that every creature that has ever walked the face of this earth has gazed upon that same beautiful orb that my eyes can behold on any night when the earth is not wearing her cloak of clouds. My parents have made me the person that I am. Their love, veracity in all areas of life, humor and passion for their work and each other have given me hope that my life can actually be a happy one! Chances are if you are reading this you already know all this but again, I appreciate your stopping by! While you're here hit the "Like" button for me and thanks for checking in!
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