Back Porches ...

I have given into the world of "blogging" - I guess this is just a place for my thoughts to be read and its named Back Porch Conversations because my two favorite places are the front and back porch of my grandparents and parents house. Growing up I would sit on my grandparents porch and watch the trucks and cars go by, it never failed you saw someone you knew. Grandma had these chairs that weren't really rockers as much as they were bouncers, I loved sitting in them. They were just the right size for me to curl up and "bounce" as traffic went by. Late in the evening though the most relaxing place to sit was the Back porch, thats where the rocking chairs were and it would be us (whoever from the family was there) and nature. It was always so peaceful. We could hear the bugs making their noises and see lightning bugs dance through the yard. The occasional buzz of the bug zapper just meant some bug (hopefully a mosquito) lost its life. We would talk about anything and everything and everyone. ha ha I tell you we solved the worlds problems from the back porch of Springer Drive. Even now when I need to be alone and need to spend some time with the Lord, just hearing His voice, I make my way to the back porch. I am thankful that the back porch can't talk - oh the secrets it could tell of my conversations with the Lord. So I guess, when I am away from my parents and grandparents, the back porch is only in my heart. So, here goes public conversations from my back porch ...