Peace...

I have come to realize (it took me way too long, and I am still not done learning) that peace in my heart, home and life is not always tangible.

Peace is not always a quiet, calm, picturesque moment.

I learned this earlier this year, when there was stress, much noise and conflict with in my home. I learned (and was encouraged by another women's blog) that peace is a person- Jesus- He is the Prince of Peace, and if He lives in me and in my home, then I will always have peace, no matter the storm that swirls on around me. I have always known this, but I just needed to be reminded-again.

I write this blog to you, while sitting in the "tangible peace and quiet" of my front porch.

The sun is shining, the sky is very blue, the mountains not too far in the distance- are clear and seem more defined and detailed in the clean air. The breeze is gently blowing and Jotham is quietly playing in the back yard...My feet are up and I am sipping juice in quietness (except for the hum of our generator running in the back ground).



Thank you Lord, that You are my peace and that You promise never to leave me nor forsake me. Thank you for this amazing view and quiet time-with You. Amen