He was a city type, you could tell by his clothes, his car,

his hands, and the way he talked.

He said he was driving by and saw that beautiful barn

sitting out in the tall grass and wanted to know if it was for sale. 

I told him he had a funny idea of beauty.

 
Sure, it was a handsome building in its day. But then, there's

been a lot of winters pass with their snow and ice and howling wind.

The summer sun's beat down on that old barn till all

the paint's gone, and the wood has turned silver gray.

Now the old building leans a good deal, looking kind of tired.

Yet, that fellow called it beautiful.

That set me to thinking. I walked out to the field and just stood there,

gazing at that old barn.

The stranger said he planned to use the lumber to make picture frames to hang in his new country home he's building down the road.

He said you couldn't buy wood that beautiful.

Only years of standing in the weather,

bearing the storms and

scorching sun, only that can produce beautiful barn wood.

It came to me then. We're a lot like that, you and I.

Only it's on the inside that the beauty grows with us.

Sure we turn silver gray too, and lean a bit more than

we did when we were young and full of sap.

But the Good Lord knows what He's doing..

And as the years pass He's busy using the hard weather of our lives,

the dry spells and the stormy seasons to do a job of beautifying

our souls that nothing else can produce.

And to think how often folks holler because they want life easy!

They took the old barn down today and hauled it away

to beautify a rich man's house.

And I reckon someday you and I'll be hauled off

to Heaven to take on whatever chores the Good Lord

has for us on the Great Sky Ranch.

And I suspect we'll be more beautiful then for the seasons

we've been through here,

And just maybe even add a bit of beauty to our Father's house.

  May there be peace within you today.

May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be.