 My maternal grandparents lived in a small town in a modest house but with their own hands. Delicious meals were cooked in their country kitchen and were shared with anyone who was hungry. In the evenings you would find them sitting on their porch drinking lemonade and speaking to anyone who happened to be walking down their street. My grandparents knew that this was the only way to get to know someone. Conversation was where change happened. Transformational conversation demands deep listening skills. It is a give and a take. It is characterized by truly being with one another. It is grace. May we remember that transformation happens in the midst of conversation and often begins on the front porch sipping a glass of lemonade.