Peace

Early in the week, my husband and I were sitting on our sofa in our bedroom, sharing a glass of wine, trying to chill a little before bed. We realized we were getting frazzled with daily demands and were thinking about strategies to be calm. I told him how I loved the composure of the saints, and how could they have been so calm in the face of all their trials? Especially since those trials were so much more than ours! How did they achieve that? How could we achieve that? As we talked, it dawned on me that maybe it is because they had peace, and peace only comes from God. We need to ask for peace in our lives. The next day and the next I prayed for peace. I knew the more of the world I let invade my life, the less peace I would have so I did not even have a radio playing. When I picked the boys up from practice I whispered back to them. They could not hear me over their loudness and so had to be quiet and still, very unusual. This was such deliberate work! That night was bunko and the hostess decided to give away Christmas door prizes. I won! She said to me, here pick something. I blindly chose a  prize...might be the closest I'll ever get. Here is what I picked: