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Sweet Peace




This thought has been bouncing around in my head for several weeks now, I even attempted to teach it to a group of ladies at church. Resting in the peace of God! Is it really as simple as the Bible says? How do I find it? How do I keep it once I find it? What if I lose it? I'm sure we all have a dozen or more questions on the topic of peace.
 
I am writing today, resting in the peace that just yesterday was so far from my grasp. Sometimes, we are called to walk through dark valleys, sometimes the hard times seem to pop up out of nowhere, and sometimes we put ourselves in the middle of bad situations that could have been avoided. Today, I am reflecting on a peace that I taught about on Sunday, seemed to lose on Monday and am resting wonderfully in today.
 
     Isaiah 26:3
     "Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee: because he trusteth in thee."
 
That one verse, as simple as it sounds, is really the whole of it. Life is full of trials, Satan is full of tricks (Eph. 2:2 says he is the prince of the power of the air) and we are full of flesh! If that is not a recipe for hard times, then I don't know what is. So yesterday as I struggled with peace in my heart (about a situation I could not change) I filled my mind with HIM! I kept Godly music playing all day, I listened to the Bible being read, I read the Bible for myself, and I prayed!! Do you know what? After hours of trying very hard to keep my mind on HIM, I found that as night came so did sweet peace.
 
Today as you struggle with the hills and valleys of life, I encourage you to rest in His sweet peace.
 
And remember...
 
     Philippians 4:6,7
     "Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.
     And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus."

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