This Old House

Old House in Rogersville   A few days ago, we were downtown Rogersville and we passed this old house. I had been by this house several times and even though I knew it was there, I hadn’t paid much attention to it. That is  until this particular day. Something about the house really stood out to me, so I made it a point to return and photograph it. This is one of the photos that came from that effort. I have more but I really like this one, especially after processing it.  If you look at the right side of the photo you will notice a wrought iron fence. This fence is around a cemetery that is between this old house and First Baptist Church. The tombstones in this shot seem to add an element of spooky to the shot.

If you stood in the center of the cemetery and looked towards the house, you get the spooky feeling. If you stood there and looked towards the church, you would get an entirely different feeling, not spooky at all.  The graves all looked the same but the way I felt would change when the view  beyond the tombstones changed. Isn’t that like real life and belief in Jesus? When we trust Jesus we can be assured of life with Him in heaven we have a completely different view of life after the grave.

Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me.
In my Father’s house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.
And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be ……John 14:3

These are the words of Jesus and we can take comfort in them if we have put our faith and trust in God. Jesus is talking to his followers here and He first acknowledges that they believe in God, then He asks them to believe in Him also. If I have done that and put my faith and trust in His death and received grace by faith in Jesus, I will be saved.   Look at this scripture:

 9That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved.

 10For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation. (Romans 10:9-10, King James Version)

If I confess with my mouth the Lord Jesus, and believe in my heart that God has raised Him from the dead, I and you can be saved. And after we are saved, we can go back and read John 14:3 again. Jesus said not to worry. You believe in God and in Jesus, you’re good to go. In His Father’s house are many mansions. I would never lie to you. And here’s the really good part. He has gone to prepare Me (and you if you are a true believer) a place. Then he promised that if He went and prepared this place that He would come again to receive me (and You if you are a true believer) so that where I am I/we can be also. That all means that I believe that after I die, I will be where Jesus is. And according to the scripture, Jesus is in His Father’s House, fixing me a really nice place.

Let’s go back to the cemetry in Rogersville. When I viewed this broken down house with all the rotten wood about to fall in and could see the tombstones on the graves, the spooky feeling was really one of despair. Just beyond the graves all I could see was destruction, corruption, and eventually death. But looking the other way, I couldn’t help but notice that the church stood there quietly, almost in concert with the graves. It’s like the church was saying we know that death is a part of life, but it’s not the end of life.

And that’s when I got to thinking about the difference in the views beyond the graves. For me I have a most glorious view of what will happen beyond the grave because of Jesus and what He has done for me. How about you?

What do you see happening for you beyond the grave?

2 thoughts on “This Old House

  1. In my youth this was home for a Shanks family, a good friend,Jimmy Shanks, grew up there – his father was a strong politician in Rogersville. I lived in the house on the other side of the church and often walked by “This Old House” on my way to school. A pear tree overhung the side walk and on autumn mornings I could pick a ripe pear off the sidewalk and eat it as I walked – great memories off that delicious juice dripping off my chin. Unusual fact: That cemetery is the Presbyterian cemetery.

    1. Thanks for the history. I couldn’t help but wonder about the house in days gone by. I did notice the cemetery was Presbyterian. Was there a Presbyterian Church close by at one time?

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