I drive by this old barn every day and it provokes all sorts of questions and reflections. One of the things I consider is how it is empty and deserted now, but how once it was filled and useful. I can imagine how important it was to the people who used it, and how they valued it. No doubt it was beautiful in their eyes. Yet, I see beauty in it now. There is beauty in its memories, and beauty in its calm and peaceful rest.
As I see the people around me age (and as I see myself age), it reminds me to remember the past, and to enjoy those memories, yet to appreciate and see the beauty of the present.
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2/4/2015 10:14:09 am
Thanks for the post. I've seen this barn almost every day of my life, peering across the street at me. Many adventures were had there, when I grew up in Prairie Farm.
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AuthorJoel Kreger is a writer who grew up in Minnesota, spent many years of his life in Iowa and Wisconsin, and now lives in Minnesota. His life experience includes careers of serving 17 years as a Lutheran parish pastor, working 18 years as a public school teacher, and now writing as a novelist and blogger. Archives
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