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This Old House - A Sunday Drive

December 30, 2014
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Have you ever been so consumed with the outward appearance of someone, that you missed an opportunity to glorify our Savior? This poem was written as an allegory to encourage believers not to be focused on the outward appearance of man.

A Leader’s Perspective

 

Poem Name: This Old House – A Sunday Drive  

Purpose: This poem was written as an allegory to encourage believers not to be focused on the outward appearance of man. There will be times in our lives when Christ, in His perfect timing, will allow us the privilege to encounter and minister to those who are not just like us. Therefore, don’t let the shell and the exterior of people in your chance encounters in life negatively impact your duties and responsibilities as Christians. 

Because Christ wants us to participate in many of these spiritual restoration projects, as Godly instruments for His service we should be open, receptive, and grateful for each opportunity. As a matter of fact, God wants us and expects us to be on the lookout for those in need.

Ephesians 5:16Redeeming the time because the days are evil

Isaiah 55:11 – So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth; it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it.

2 Timothy 2:2 And the things that thou hast heard of me among many witnesses, the same commit thou to faithful men, who shall be able to teach others also.

 

This Old House – A Sunday Drive

My wife and I hopped in a car

A countryside wanting to see

Long winding roads that took us afar

With no thought of our destiny

 

Sitting back, taking in heaven’s display

This glorious creation of His

Green pastures, high mountains, and farms in array

Swaying trees bending back in the wind

 

And while we drove, what came in view

This splendid little place

A porch, a barn, and gardens too

Sweet vegetables to taste

 

But drawing near we were aghast

The sight we did behold

With chimney gone, foundation cracked

This house for sale we’re told

 

We peaked inside and saw those rooms

All sheet-rock falling down

I called to my wife, let’s grab the brooms

This duty we are bound

 

For when God calls we cannot wait

Much work to be done

Give me thine heart and observe my ways

All Glory to my Son

 

Linoleum and the rugs thread-bare

With shingles on the ground

In such a state of disrepair

Christ’s project have we now

 

With stain-cracked doors and window frames

And water all around

Lord, why this house we both exclaimed

A worst could not be found

 

For this old house will be like new

You’ll see someday I’m sure

Some faith, your prayers and patience, too

My tabernacle to restore

 

A strong foundation is what I’ve said

My cornerstone is the need

I sent my Son in your stead

To take your place indeed

 

This spiritual lesson have we been taught

With discerning eyes we see

Showy exteriors are good for naught

A sturdy foundation to leave

 

A Sunday drive again we’ll take

Another house to build

Willing channels for His sake

Knowing, “I am God….be still”


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