Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Journey to Trust - Peace - Day 15
One day slipped into the next. Weeks passed, and I began to notice something different. The circumstances hadn't changed, not one little bit, but I was no longer bent under the weight of them. In fact, I was taken aback to realize I had actually stopped worrying.
"What is wrong with me?' I wondered right out loud. "Don't I care any more? Have I just given up?"
The answer came in the silence. "This is peace. My peace."
There it was. So simple - or rather simply a miracle. I had, like the disciples huddled in fear on a tiny boat in the midst of a life-threatening storm, found peace. Peace extended His hand and rescued me. He came softly and quietly went about the work of healing my broken heart.
"Peace I leave with you; My peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid."
There was something else though. Something more than learning to praise in the midst of suffering. Something He had been trying to teach me all my life.
It too came slowly - as the Spirit took the living Word and sliced right through the core of me. I found I could not speak about who God is without the truth of it seeping down into my soul. Long before my head nodded ascent, my heart knew.
And I began to release the tight-fisted grip I thought I had on control and open my hands to Him. To receive whatever He, in love, deemed best; to believe He is all He has said He is; to TRUST HIM.