Peace…

Peace…

A few months back, I walked into one of my classes from hallway duty to find this sitting on my surface keyboard leaned up against my screen. I smiled to myself, this is my class that knows my heart well. I have had them two years and several of them read these blogs. I didn't ask who, I didn't need to point them out. If they wanted to be publicly acknowledged, they would have handed to me openly. They wanted it to be my surprise. My reaction was what they needed to see to know it touched my heart.

You see, when I look at this tiny figure that still sits on my desk months later, I see peace. I see my strength, and I see my Savior. "Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.", John 14:27. When I think of the word "Peace", this verse immediately comes to my mind. The world doesn't know peace as we do. The world doesn't understand facing obstacles and trials with a quiet spirit that guides us. And, the world today surely doesn't give peace, in fact, it gives turmoil, unrest, and promotes fear.

Tomorrow, my friend and I have Children's Church. We are in the middle of the curriculum on fruits of the spirit. Peace is one of those fruits. Finding that peace in all situations most assuredly demands we rely on God, we rely on our Savior, and we rely on the Holy Spirit to provide the comfort. I have read through the lesson and prepared for the object lesson, activities, and thought about the snack addition that will represent peace. My grandson chose peaches because it is close in the name. I laughed at this. I do love my peaches.

A funny aside this morning. Yesterday, I took it upon myself to color my hair myself. Oh, I don't do this often and haven't in years. I was trying to eliminate brass in my very gray/white hair. I chose the color that matched my hair in its present state, applied the ingredients to my hair just as instructed, and waited. Now, if you know me, you know I am meticulous. When I washed the first phase and applied the conditioner, I noticed something that didn't quite seem right. My hair was black. Yes, you read that right, black. Instead of panicking, I laughed. Not a reaction that would have come from me many months ago. Not a reaction that I would have thought. I washed my hair in clarifying shampoo multiple times, applied a toner wash, washed in various shampoos and soaps. All in total, about 10 times. I washed again this morning. My husband has laughed. I have laughed and stated, it will grow out and lighten. What else can I do. This may not seem like a great example of having peace in a situation, but if you are a women, you will understand. His peace, I have with me, in ALL situations, even the black/purple/dark gray hair of today. Enjoy your wonderful rainy day.