My friend and I lifted it out of the lumber rack. She ran her hand over it – looked at it from all sides. Smiling she looked at me and said “this is the one”. A price was paid for what most would deem waste or a loss. And a treasure was brought home. In time with care, vision and work – there will once again be beauty and purpose…and value.
Standing still, I’m pretty sure each of us can relate to that old board.