The natural mind wants all the facts and circumstances aligned perfectly before resting in peace.
But as soon as the mind perceives a change — a shift in the weather, a turn in the road — this transient peace evaporates.
And I am left exhausted by the peaks and troughs of a peace that depends on conditions.
I yearn for true peace. Authentic, consistent, true. The peace that holds in all situations.
Not the peace that requires circumstances to cooperate. Not the peace that evaporates the moment the situation changes. But the peace that is a buffer, a protection — the kind that endures when everything around it is shaking.
This peace feels the wind. It experiences the turbulence. It is drenched by the driving rain, besieged by the crash of thunder. And it never crumbles.
It does not require the storm to stop before it knows that all is well.
This is the peace of God that surpasses human understanding. The kind that passes all comprehension — including my own.
This is the peace I am after.
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