Still Woods Farmhouse

Oh...what tales our front porch swing could tell.  When we moved from our previous home near the bayou to the solitude of the country, this swing came with us.  The buyer of our home hoped to keep the swing, but I told her I couldn't part it.  For you see, this swing provides memories too rich to give it up. This swing held a newlywed couple as they spent hours eagerly talking about the new journey which lay ahead of them.  It later became a place of solitude and prayer for a young wife and husband who desperately desired a child, but were met with years of infertility.  In God's timing, this swing softly rocked their first son to sleep while he was sheltered in his mother's arms, a prayer of thanksgiving on her lips. Even later, it held two giggling brothers as they tried to see how high they could swing before their mom or dad stopped them. It has stood steadfast in the sun, wind, and rain as it watched the two boys grow to adulthood.  It cherishes thos...