Through all of life's trials and tribulation, how do we hold things together instead of drowning in our tears? We go to the place that taught us to fear less and forbear. The place where comfort came from prayer and taking leaps of faith were encouraged. Front Porch Love reminds me that the home I grew up in was a place to relent and always find mama and God. As my life spins out of control, I give the reigns to God. When we let Him lead the way, He guides us through the chaos and back to our happiness. He is always within our reach. He is the maker of everything. He is listing to each one of us and hears all of our prayers. Things may not happen when and how you like them to, but He is always supple making things. I found that as I began to get closer to God, I began to see the light at the end of the tunnel. As I dealt with marriage, divorce, illness and death, even different careers on this journey of life; oh! I have never forgotten the place I came from, or who's I am. Being close to Jesus made it possible to look to the future and have a life full of joy and love. Because I went back to the Front Porch Love of the house that built me often in person and in my heart, I feel victorious with life.