there is freedom.

There is something about old buildings that look worn or is falling apart that really draws me. I'm not really sure why. Maybe because I wonder at the history of the building and the many things that they have witnessed standing in their place as the years pass. I think it gives it a lot of character. While some people may see it as ugly or needing to be repaired or rebuilt, I find it kinda beautiful. I'm just reminded of all the new people I'm meeting everyday. We all have so much 'ugliness' and things that people may look down upon. It may even be things that we are shameful of and try to cover up by putting on different 'layers of paint' or what we think might allow us to become accepted and loved. We put on our 'we're perfect' facade, but it is in these that Jesus makes us the most beautiful. It is when we show our weaknesses and brokenness that Jesus heals and restores us. And when it's done in community, we learn to love each other in our brokenness and learn that there is strength in our weaknesses and the whole of who we are. We learn that no ones perfect. We are all broken, torn apart and weak and there is beauty in that.