The Abandoned Buildings and Artists' Studios of Our Spiritual Lives

Sometimes, from a distance, we don't understand what our eyes see.  The picture below:  you'd assume an abandoned shack, an old house rotting into the ground:

Sometimes, our memories of the past hinder us.  Here's what that building looked like a few years ago.

As I walked closer, I wondered if my original assessment had been wrong.  Was that a pottery wheel on the front porch?

 

Indeed it was.  I looked through some windows and realized that the abandoned building was actually being put to good use as a pottery studio complete with a kiln.

Spiritually, what's looking like an abandoned building in your life?  How can we turn our abandoned buildings of our lives into creativity studios?