It’s About the (Porch) Process

Somehow it’s easy for me to view life through a metaphoric lens, like this one. At first glance, it’s the beginning of the process of a much-needed porch remodel. Through my lens, it becomes an illustration of what goes on in a life when things begin to come apart at the seams.

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I can see it all too clearly, because I have been there.

Do you need some support through a tough heart or life remodel? Maybe you can relate to my porch process and what I discovered through it.

Are you functioning, but that’s about it?

Are you being torn down and broken apart?

Do you need bracing while debris in your life is being cleared?

Do you have a safe person to process your heart with as its facade is removed?

Could you use some help finding the beauty in the midst of the broken?

Are there treasures hidden inside of your heart waiting to be uncovered?

Do you need permission to rest in the mess?

What does it look like to recover, rebuild, and restore your heart?

Can you recognize progress?

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8 thoughts on “It’s About the (Porch) Process

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  3. Angela

    I think the answers are “yes,” “yes,” “yes,” etc., etc. Thanks for sharing great questions and helping others in their journeys.

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  5. Hannah Leetch

    We dropped off your porch swing this afternoon (this is me letting you know, so that in case somehow it isn’t there, we can sort it out!). I noticed the reno, but I also noticed the chair by the door, the beautiful house number plaque, the lantern, and all the pretty flowers growing around the house. I had been having a “wait oh no what if this is the wrong house” moment, until I saw those things–and then I thought, “Nope, this is Julie’s house.” Because of all the beauty in the midst of the mess. Because of all the ways I can see that you intentionally took time to create loveliness, even though it’s not all perfect. Keep up the good work, friend! 🙂 Thanks again for the swing; it provided this new and growing momma with many breathers.

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    1. Julie Post author

      We got it. It is beautiful, as are your words, as are so many other things about all of this that the only way I can process them right now is through tears. So I will just say thank you. Truly you have no idea how you have blessed me.

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    2. Julie Post author

      Thank you, thank you, thank you. I have so many more words, but those are all I can say right now. This comment makes my heart full. Thank you for recognizing my house and me in the midst of the mess. I love you lots.

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Thanks for heart-composting with me! I appreciate your words.