As I walked up to the old house, I knew immediately that I wanted to photograph it.
Constructed of wood, the porch was suspended by some large stones on the corner.
The weathered roof was a wavy metal and the windows were plain, yet serviceable.
If we consider our bodies to be like a house that is getting older, we might wish that we could get a new one, except we are accustomed to who we are right now.
God knows we are fragile and wearing.
He has a plan.
One day, those who know Jesus as their Savior will have a new house–a new body–that will not grow old or ill.
This new body will live forever, as death will have been forever swallowed by life…
For as we are now in this house, we are made to groan by its weight, and we do not want to strip it off, but to put on over it, that its mortality may be swallowed up by life.
–2 Corinthians 5:4
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