What the Barn Told Me.

This is a barn.

It’s not really anything special.  It’s kinda broken down, it’s not a tourist attraction, or really important to more than maybe five people.  It’s special to me, in a distant sort of way, and we have this photo that I took hanging on our wall at home.

So, why write a whole post on an unimportant barn?

One day, while I was staring at said barn photo on my wall, it told me something. (Yes, I know it’s a photograph.  And inanimate.)  Even though this barn is unassuming, it’s kind of spectacular, isn’t it?  I realized that the landscape was what was making it beautiful – the rolling plains, distant mountains, perfectly cloudy expanse of sky.  The barn may not be special, but it’s overwhelmed by something absolutely remarkable.  And that’s kinda how we are – we may be messed up, we may be broken down and unimportant, but we can be swallowed up in something so beautiful that it doesn’t matter really what we look like at all.

Suddenly the pressure for perfection is lifted off because it’s not about us.  It’s the landscape – the God that’s in us and around us – that makes us beautiful.  He is the one that gave everything, including His life, just to purchase a world full of old barns that didn’t mean much to anyone but Him.  And now we’re beautiful because of Him.

It’s a pretty sweet deal, if you ask me.

Hebrews 10:10 NLT, “For God’s will was for us to be made holy by the sacrifice of the body of Jesus Christ, once for all time.”

2 Corinthians 5:17 ESV, “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.”

Happy Easter, everyone.