…or falling apart as the case may be. They don’t make them like this anymore. Some may be happy about that, others not so much. These old barns and farm buildings have great character that won’t be seen again anytime soon.
They remind us of ourselves, we’re all dying, despite all of our vitamins and jogs or cake, depending on the diet you’re on, we all fall apart and die. The moment we’re born the expiration date is stamped.
The Psalmist proclaims:
“But as for me, I trust in you, O Lord,
I say, “You are my God.”
My times are in Your hand;
Deliver me from the hand of my
enemies and from and from those who
persecute me.
Make Your face to shine upon Your servant;
Save me in Your loving kindness.”
Psalm 31:14-16
Since I took these pictures a couple of these barns were torn down or burnt, and others are on the verge of falling down. Nothing will be left but a memory and a photograph.
The same Psalm tells us terror is on every side but our refuge is in the Lord who would ransom us.
This would come eventually with a great price, the price of His own blood.
One day all things will be made new without any chance of corruption or decay.
We look forward to that day and the resurrection of the body in the presence of Jesus the One who loved us unto death.
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I love old buildings – I’m always wondering what tales they could tell…
Me too. I only wish I could travel more to see as many as I can before they’re gone. Thank you for your kind words.
Awesome pictures!