Summer, it hinges around that one spot where I do so much. It swirls and circles and comes back to the place where I can breathe deep, take in a spectacular view, shuck corn, snap beans, do my Bible Study, sip tea, watch my children play. It’s the area that holds the memories and the corner I go to think. It’s the landing spot for bottoms, flower pots, muddy boots, and flip flops. It’s the platform for dances and performances and a few disagreements.
This front porch it helps me to see, to know, to understand, to just take a breath and let it out nice and slow. It’s where I can think and contemplate. And I can feel God so close here.
I can take in the beauty from my front porch and the brilliant colors, soothe my soul
During the quiet hours of dusk as the Cicadas, Crickets and Tree frogs serenade me, I find blessings that surround my front porch.
There’s strength, integrity, and humor sitting in my driveway.
There’s Frisbee throwing, sidewalk chalk, and serious conversations about lightening bugs, dirt and God.
From here I can gaze out into the open fields and see nothing, but God’s goodness, majesty and beauty.
And when the sun does finally start to sink towards the horizon, I get thoroughly entertained.
This front porch of mine is full of blessings, swirling and circling in and around this old heart of mine.
