Confession: I have been known to frequently stop in the middle of the road to take pictures of old buildings without putting my flashers on! Can we still be friends?
The chippy paint is just so...and their unique shapes...oh, and I'm smitten with mismatched boards and piles of texture -- charming to say the least. I imagine the history and the community, the role and purpose. The intrigue captivates me every time.
When I'm captivated I'm pulled in and drawn like a magnet, unable to escape the thing holding me captive. Buildings have allure because I connect with them on some level. I feel understood by them, which I know sounds crazy. Worn down, less than perfect, standing outside of her best most of the time, but having been built for a purpose, to enrich a community and filled with value. We get along, me and these buildings.
Being captivated by the charm of old buildings has parabled for me the beauty of a God who values and upholds the worn down, outside their best selves people. He can't help being captivated by you and me because His heart is for those needing restoration and renewal. His love reaches out to those neglected, lonely spaces we layer over and move past.
If you come across a crazy person in the middle of the road, don't hit her. She's just becoming more captivated with Jesus with the help of a few more pictures of old buildings. Join her if you dare! (Don't forget your flashers! #safetyfirst)