Peace – The Third
Word of Christmas
Peace
at Christmas. A fantasy? A dream never to come true? Life for some is anything but peace.
~My
friend, just yesterday, lost her husband after an extended illness. That’s not peace.
~Another
might be dreading THE Christmas gathering because of an estranged family
situation. Will we fight again this
year?
~A
few will fight the financial strain at Christmas. “There’s just not enough money to do
everything we want to do for a proper Christmas,” they say.
~And
don’t forget the world situation. Peace
does not exactly invade all lands. There
are threats, wars and rumors of wars, … you name it, it’s happening somewhere
in our world this very moment.
Oh
my. We long for peace. We desire it.
We seek peace. Where is peace
found, exactly?
Perhaps
this “peace” we speak of starts as an inside job. Christ came to give peace to each of us. It is a personal and individual peace. Peace within ourselves, peace with God. It is a relationship peace that we most need,
a kindred peace with God at the center of our focus. And when we get there, it is amazing how all
else comes into focus. It’s amazing how
this elusive “peace” will flood our hearts and settle our minds.
“Shalom”
is a word you have heard, perhaps. It is
a Hebrew word signifying “peace” or “more than well.”
What
might “more than well” look like? I am
at peace at this moment as I write these thoughts. Yet, I am “more than well”? Wow!
Let’s think about that for a moment.
This time last year I was facing surgery. I survived.
I’m better. To use the above
thought I’m “More than better.” I am at
peace and I can truly say “All is well.
All is very well.”
While
we wait for peace on earth to arrive, perhaps, we should open ourselves up to
peace, and as the song I once sang says, “And let it begin in me.”
Wow! You and I might just be the agents of “peace on
earth, good will to men”
~Maybe
we show a touch more grace in sticky relationship situations.
~Maybe
we let the driver move into place in front of us instead of honking and waving
a less-than-honorable finger of dishonor.
~Maybe
we forgive a slight, a misstep, a harsh tone.
~Maybe
we give a helping hand instead of an angry exchange.
Maybe
we are to help “PEACE” break out across our land.
Now
wouldn’t that be something?
P Michael Biggs
Hope Encouragement Inspiration
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