Where is your peaceful place? You know, that place where even when your world is in utter chaos you can feel at peace.
A few years ago my life was anything but peaceful. There seemed to be crazy around every turn…
However, in the midst of the chaos I found peace in one place, a very unlikely place – a prison. Once a week I arrived at a gate with a guard who asked for my ID and once he waved me on, peace would wash over me. For a number of hours I able to teach a group of ladies who loved the Lord and loved me, I knew I was safe, I knew who would be standing where and exactly what to expect – as long as it was an average day. Even with the possibilities of a non-average day, surrounded by guards, and offenders I was overwhelmed with peace.
I can’t explain it to you, I don’t really understand it myself but I know that God allowed that very unlikely place to be the place that offered sweet peace to my battered and bruised heart.
Yesterday, I was able to visit that place again with all the guards and offenders, what a joyful and peaceful occasion it was!
I was reminded of Jesus being the Prince the Peace, of Him calming the storms, and of the Holy Spirit’s constant supply of all we need. (Thank you, Lord, for Your Word!!!)
Where is your place of peace? Currently, mine is in an old pink butterfly chair nestled in the corner of my laundry room. There I meet with the Prince of Peace – coffee, klennex, and Bible in hand – He continually offers balm to my battered and bruised heart as He makes me more like Him.
On a daily basis we don’t have access to the prison where I found peace years ago but we do have unlimited access to the Savior, Redeemer, Provider, Healer, Daddy, and Great I Am.