Peace That Upholds - and Holds Up

Jesus promised us peace.  He was very specific about it.  "My peace I give you."  He said he would share his own kind of peace with us.

What kind of peace would Jesus have, do you think?  My guess is that it would be the kind that reflected his relationship with his Father, the kind that knew the beginning from the end, and the kind that understood momentary afflictions work a far greater "weight of glory."

That kind of peace upholds us when we are weak, and holds up even during the tough trials.

Today, I was aware of "that kind of peace" as I waited for them to do another procedure on my son at the hospital.  And I was aware that many of you were praying for us.  It was a special kind of awareness that I have not encountered too many times during my Christian walk.

There is no specific way to describe that kind of God-given peace in a tough situation; but my best try would be that it feels a bit like resting after a hard day's work.

I felt like I was resting even in the middle of the process.  No, the day did not go particularly smoothly.  The medical transport was a bit late arriving, and every minute counted as the necessary personnel were not available in the afternoon, so the morning hours were precious.

Then the admitting personnel did not have our doctor's orders, could not find them, and did not expect us (this despite the fact that I had called to confirm both yesterday and again this morning .)

So, no, this peace was not about "smooth sailing."

And his PICC line could not be salvaged as we and the doctor had hoped.  It had migrated too far from the desired location and needed to be removed, and a new one place in his other arm.

So, no, this peace was not about preferred outcomes.

I do believe it was about answered prayer though.  While we did encounter confusion, and to be honest some incompetence, when it really counted the technician who placed the new PICC line was extremely competent.  God knows when competence really matters.

And the sense of peace just grew.
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K. is tired, I am tired.  It has been an exhausting two days.

But the peace that passes understanding keeps holding up.  That is because of the Prince of Peace. 

Blessings to you tonight, and may you have peaceful rest.
...until next time ...Marsha