There’s something about old trucks and old houses that often arrest my attention. Things that others bypass or disregard as worthless, I often find interesting. I suppose what I see could be expressed in one word; potential. I don’t just see it for what it is, but what it could be with a little t.l.c.

Old Ford pickup in field

I find that especially true with old houses. In my opinion, some of the most attractive homes are the ones reminiscent of a bygone era that I’ve only heard or read about. It amazes me at times when I drive by an old house and it is very obvious that others don’t feel the same. They have either vacated it or, instead of cleaning it up and doing the best they could with it, only pile junk around it which consequently makes it harder to appreciate. I see an old truck abandoned in a field and I wonder why someone hasn’t had it restored or another purchased it for that cause.

There are people that way too.  People whose lives are wrecked. Others have given up on them. In some cases, they have given up on themselves. You may be able to relate to that. I know that I can.

We were all pretty worthless when He found us. As I type this I hear the refrains in my head of old songs that tell the story so well:

“All I had to offer Him was brokenness and strife, but He made something beautiful out of my life”

I hear Murrrell Ewing singing:
Just an old rejected relic on the auction block
They decided to throw me away
The auctioneer asked, “Who’ll take him?”
The room was quiet and still.

And Jesus stepped forward, and He said, “I will”.

If you had known me before I knew Him,
You would understand why I love Him.
If you had known me before I knew Him,
You would understand my love.

I had not much to offer, just heartache and pain,
and a life that was filled with despair.
For my rags, He gave me riches,
For my fears, He traded peace,
For my whole life, he gave me a blessed release.

I go back to my childhood and hear Bro. Don Johnson singing “His hand reached further down than I could reach up.”

I’ve taken enough of your time for today, but I plan on writing more along these lines for this is a theme we are focusing on; Restore. The Psalmist said “He restoreth my soul” (Psalm 23:3). That’s what He did for me and He will do the same for you.

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