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when peace...

...like a river, attendeth my way...

I was inspired to think outside the box on peace the other day.
There are times in life when I struggle with peace.  Not with having peace...but almost having too much of it.  In a time of calm in my life, I can become complacent...
uninspired...
empty.
Sometimes I find myself doing daily life on my own because I am not "needing" anything, so to speak.
Now, I know better.  I read my Bible.  I pray.  Nothing moves me.  I miss the God moments in times like these.
I have been in a calm as of late.  It leaves me longing for something more.  I feel empty...and alone.  I pray and read because I know I want to and need to, but nothing moves me upward.
Then, working out last Friday night (yes, I went to the Y on a Friday evening...I needed to clear my mind), a Rich Mullins song, "Hold Me Jesus", rang loud and clear through my earphones.  "You have been King of my glory...won't You be my Prince of Peace."  Jesus wants to be my all in all in times of peace.  He's here.  He knows me and my heart.  The longing I have is for Him and, in His awesomeness, He's teaching me how to rely on Him...seek Him...need Him...in times of peace.  
A God moment in the midst of the calm.  Priceless!

Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say...It is well, it is well, with my soul!

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