Why do we do this to ourselves–tear down the places of our lives, family places, and replace them with soul-less, lifeless, meaningless nail salons, trendy restaurants that won’t stay in business for six months, and condos that people will live in for just a year or two before they move on?
It’s bound to make money for somebody. I suppose.
Virtually all the places of my childhood are gone, wiped out, not even left as history. Places we loved in our first years of marriage, they’re gone, too.
I can’t imagine how this can possibly be good for us.
Now, all we have left are our old photos.
Change is inevitable, but the pace seems to have accelerated sharply in the last couple of decades. When I visit many of the places in my life, they are barely recognizable. In my hometown, two of the biggest icons of my childhood are gone, while another, a recognized landmark, is endangered.
I take consolation in the fact that God reshaped the surface of this world by means of water. The most permanent structures imaginable would vanish in the face of a global flood. Only after the restitution of all things will we know true permanence.
I hope He finds some room for Grandpa’s house.
The structure itself is insignificant, it was grandpa that made it special. All will be made new, once more.
I’d also like Him to restore my local woodland.
There’ll be a Starbucks on every corner. 🙂 Just kiddin’! They’ve lost my business.
It is not. America doesnot want history and every thing bad comes from the love of money.
I grew up with orange groves all around our house (that’s why they called our county Orange County). I witnessed one grove after another disappear for tract homes. When we drove to San Diego it was orange groves, avocado groves, and farmlands all the way, except for Camp Pendleton. A large strawberry field was destroyed to build Disneyland. When all the groves were gone, I left Orange County and I have never looked back (they can have the smog, congestion, and over-priced real estate).
I’ve watched that happen all my life (I’m 66), and actually my 4 millennial children are saying the same thing about many of their old places.