When we associate with the ungodly, there’s a significant risk of falling into a tar pit.
Tag: peace
When the peace of God permeates our souls, we inherently know that even if the very worst happens, the best is yet to come.
When we rest on the proverbial couch of Christ’s practice, we invite His presence into all the corners of our story.
When we receive Jesus, in fullness, we also receive both the will and the means to make peace with others.
Most of us don’t realize we are leaning on our own understanding until it’s gone, snatched away by circumstance or consequence.
It is remarkable: some of the most amazing scriptures on joy, worry, prayer and thought life were written as a response to two godly women locked in conflict.
This idea of governing our feelings can be daunting. My feelings are loud and powerful: a bit like the Niagara River spilling over the Falls. Even with that analogy, I recall that the Niagara features a series of locks along the way: allowing for the regulation of the flow of rushing waters.
It’s been said that life has two halves. The first half is all busyness: learning, growing, achieving, collecting, producing, consuming. But the second half is markedly slower: it is the sacred space where one finally makes peace with stillness.
The more I pondered the lousy trade I had made with worry, the more I realized the trade I am pre-approved for. My Father in heaven has financed a far better exchange: He’s set it up so I can swap out worry (which is worthless) for peace (which is priceless).