The Faith Swing

I love our porch swing. I love swings in general, but I love this swing because of the memories it holds. I think everyone in our family has cuddled up in a blanket on it at one time or another. I have gotten lost in countless books with my children on this swing. David and I have spent many nights sitting in the dark together here, listening to night sounds and talking. I love how it sits just under the roof so that you can sit there during a rainstorm and still stay dry, except for your feet. I’ve held a few croupy children in the middle of the night, all bundled up on this swing and felt the peace of the country surrounding me. I’ve also had some deep girl talk with my BFFs right here. But one of my favorite things about the swing is how we came to own it.

One year David’s parents were facing possible uncertainty concerning my mother-in-law’s job. I can’t remember the details, but due to circumstances that had nothing to do with her, there was a chance that her position might be eliminated and she might soon be without a job. About that time, they were given an unexpected bonus check. Obviously if you were given some extra money and didn’t know for sure what your financial future was going to hold you would hang onto the money for dear life, right? Not them. Instead they gave the bonus away to their three kids' families. There was never a doubt for them that God had their situation under control. They had no reason to panic. We bought this swing with that money. The money that, to me, represented their faith in God and NOT in money or their ability to control their life. And since then it has been known to me as The Faith Swing. Which I love.

By the way, everything worked out with my mother-in-law’s job….big shock, huh?