This Old House

Last week I watched the Gaither Homecoming video called “Something Beautiful.” Near the end, J. D. Sumner, bass singer, sang, “The Lord Still Lives in This Old House,” as a tribute to God through his life.

As I sat there and watched, I thought: “I could sing that song.” I live in an old house, an old body, snow on my head and rusted hinges. I wonder how many of my friends could sing this song.

Here’s what it says:

“If this earthly tabernacle should be dissolved today,

I'd trade it for a finer one that would not pass away.

But 'til the day arrives when it's time for moving out,

It's such sweet peace to know the Lord still lives in this old house.

“The sweetest fellowship I've known has fortified these walls.

And peace has reigned since He's been won up and down these halls.

With snow upon the rooftop now and these hinges near worn out,

It's such a joy to know the Lord still lives in this old house.

“To Him it's been a dwelling place where He kept my hand in His.

To me a home away from Home is all it really is.

It sure ain't fine or fancy, and all I can boast about

Is after all these years, the Lord still lives in this old house.

“There were times He had the right to up and move away.

And there were times it took His great amazing Grace to stay.

But He never left this old building once, that's why I can sing and shout!

'Cause after all these years the Lord still lives in this old house.”

Yes, my house is getting old. I forget things I’ve been doing for years. I walk slower and hold on to more things so I don’t fall. I'm dropping things all the time. I can’t eat all that chocolate anymore or I’ll suffer the consequences

My house is not fine and fancy, but it’s been my home down here. If it wasn’t for God’s Grace, He may have left me for all the grief I’ve gave Him.

I’m thankful for this old house. I’ve never known fellowship with anyone like I’ve known with Him. The kind of fellowship that sustains you through all the years of heartbreak, pain and grief.

I hope you can sing and shout with hallelujahs because God has never left you. After all these years He still lives in this old house.

By His Grace . . .