There is an old barn that sits by the road.
I drive by it almost everyday.
Today for some reason I noticed that this barn’s roof was starting to peel away.
And that it’s foundation was starting to sag.
The wood now exposed to time and the elements was starting to rot.
I wondered why I hadn’t notice it before.
Maybe it’s because I usually notice this barn when coming from the other direction.
Where it presents it’s self as this sturdy, sound, upright structure with little or no flaws.
A strong and worthy barn that can hold up against the elements of life.
No tears in it’s roof, no sinking of it’s foundation, no rotting of the wood that holds it together.
You can’t see those things unless you see it from the other direction or take a closer look.
You can’t begin to recognize it’s reality unless you see the whole structure.
The pieces that you can’t see will get the best of it.
Without warning, it will appear,
It’s structure unable to support it’s self, will collapse.
It will be it’s undoing.
I thought to myself how it reminded me …. of myself.