To know the true character of a “home” we must familiarization ourselves with its interior, not just its facade. Sadly, some beautifully, manicured houses are filled with pain and horror. But conversely, secreted within this dilapidated farmhouse are years of warm memories, an obscured loveliness, and a question!
Behind its shabby exterior and extreme outer disrepair, beneath the tarped and leaking roof, behind the cracked and broken windows, lies beauty, brilliant and blooming. Colorful and tenderly cared for geraniums bask and grow in sun lit warmth.
The question posed by this dingy, distressed home? How frequently and shamefully do we judge character and intellect by appearance or context? Sadly, our first impressions often become our final impressions. This house reminds us that “Man looks on the outward appearance, but God looks at the heart”. No matter our condition, in His grace, He willingly transforms our old natures and shares the beauty of His. An old church chorus tells us that despite all our “brokenness”, all our “strife” He will make “something beautiful, something good of our life.”
Sweet Words from Maine 
Nicely expressed!
Beautiful, Chris and true.
And a wordsmith too! Beautiful
Thanks Paula. Glad you enjoyed it.