I had never driven on that particular stretch of road before.
Every home, every farm, was new to me.
A barn constructed of weathered wood caught my eye.
I don’t remember any other buildings near it.
Just the barn.
Psalm 144:13 reads,
"May our barns be filled
with crops of every kind.
May the sheep in our fields
bear young by the tens of thousands."
A verse of hope for proseperity.
I do not own a farm, raise crops or tend livestock.
I would like to have a barn, though.
A spiritual barn.
A barn filled with people of every kind.
This barn would contain those that I had in some way influenced toward receiving Jesus as their Savior.
There is nothing that I need to store up here on Earth.
I can take nothing with me when I go to be with the Lord.
In eternity, though, I will rejoice forever over every person I knew here who is with me there in Heaven.
What if I really did have a spiritual barn?
Would it be full?
Would it be empty?
Lord, please help me to speak, to act, and to love in such a way that points others to a relationship with You.