Condemned House

I’ve passed by this old condemned house probably a hundred times or more. Today is the first time I pulled my van to the side of the road to really look at it. Quite honestly, I’ve never even really more than glanced at it. There is a tiny sign above the doorframe that reads “Condemned”, just in case someone was wondering if it really was or not.

I paused to think about how pretty this little cottage of a house probably once was.  It was someone’s treasure. Someone took care of it. Mowed the lawn and hung the curtains.  It is set back just a bit from the road with once pretty trees all around.  Children probably ran through the yard, laughing and playing.

But then it wasn’t. Something happened to lead to it’s demise and ultimate condemnation.

It made me think long and hard about what, or who is walking around me that is falling apart on the inside without me noticing.  Who once felt new and fresh and beautiful, but had it torn from them, one bit at a time until ugliness was all that was left?

Who feels condemned? Judged? Guilty?

Who needs to leave that old fallen down place and rebuild their hope?  Is it you?

If it is, I am sincerely praying, and hope you find your way out of condemnation.

So now there is no condemnation for those who belong to Christ Jesus.  And because you belong to him, the power of the life-giving Spirit has freed you from the power of sin that leads to death.  Romans 8:1-2

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