I Live for my Back Porch View (short story)

(This is not really the view from my back porch but I drive by a house with this view very often and love it very much. I would love to go sit on their back porch! But I thought I needed to work on a short story so why not about a pretty view? It is given from the perspective of one who lives there.)

I Live for my Back Porch View

I live for my back porch view. It is a beautiful view that looks over acres of tree farm and straight towards large, forest covered, hills, so far away they seem blue as the ocean! The distinction between the trees and the sky is hard to define. And yet it fits in its own beautiful way! A beautiful way that seems could only have been spread out by angels. We do not live near mountains and yet this sight reminds me of the beautiful mountainscape’s of North Carolina.

            No matter what my day holds, starting it out swinging on my back porch and enjoying the sight of the early morning mist rolling over the ground. It brings me to a peaceful place where I am alone. Alone with a beauty that is heavenly! Just the sight reminds you that there must be a God for something like this to exist. And a caring and gracious God to allow me to see it everyday! It brings thoughts that, when dwelled upon, bring tears to your eyes.

            Even on my hardest days, with work and the kids trying my patience at every turn, this view brings me joy. It rejuvenates my soul! It lifts me up to see what amazing things my God can do! It fills my spirit with a fire for my God on a daily basis! Not many people get that everyday just from stepping onto their back porch.

So my conclusion of this view is: God must have so much grace for me because I am no where near deserving enough for this daily beauty and He must love me enough to know that it helps me with my daily trials.