Buried Treasure

Remember the log cabin I told you about a few days ago? If not, scroll down and read the post about our discovery. Since Saturday we have had several folks who know about cabins come by and they all agree that it was built sometime prior to the Civil War. My son is determined to restore it to its glory. He’s carefully uncovering the logs and will begin work on the inside of the cabin today.

Discovering a log cabin beneath an ugly old house got me to thinking about the outer appearance of something versus what’s on the inside. Too often we look at someone or something and assume it’s one thing, when really it’s something else.

For example, I do most of the writing for NanaHood but it’s my friend Char who does all the technical behind the scenes work. Think of it this way: I’m the word painter and Char is the builder. She’s the one who put together the framework for NanaHood and TheNanaBlogs. She’s the one I email 24/7 with ideas and suggestions. We’ve never met in person but we’ve been cyber friends for years. Too often we are so busy that we forget to say thank you. I want her to know she is very much appreciated. So “Thank You” Char, for all the behind the scenes work you do for the NanaHood Neighborhood. I love you girlfriend!

One more thing about the log cabin (my mind is wandering this morning…I need more coffee!) When I looked at the little white house on our farm I saw a house that had been deserted for years and was in need of so much repair that it wasn’t worth saving. I’m the one who called the guy to come and bulldoze it down. God knew there was a treasure inside that old house. He knew that someone years ago had chopped down trees so big I couldn’t begin to put my arms around them and hand hewn the logs to create a structure that would last for over 150 years. Thank goodness our creator knows what’s really on the inside of everything and doesn’t judge us by our outer appearance.

Remember when God’s people wanted a king and Samuel was going to choose one of Jesse’s sons as he had been instructed to do. They paraded seven sons in front of him for him to pick from. I can almost see them flexing their muscles and smoothing down their hair. Imagine their surprise when they were told that none of them were the chosen one.

1Sa 16:7 –

But the LORD said unto Samuel, Look not on his countenance, or on the height of his stature because I have refused him: for the LORD seeth not as man seeth; for man looketh on the outward appearance, but the LORD looketh on the heart.

Remember that the next time you see a homeless person living under a bridge, or a child in your classroom who has had lice so many times you’ve lost count. We only see the outside covering but our heavenly father sees the buried treasure that lies beneath.