The world is tilting off the axis of all that’s sane and true.
But there’s this peace.
I weep for the children of this generation being thrown up and out into a sea of confusion with barely a holey boat to grasp onto.
But there’s this HOLY peace.
Not a resignation, but an accepting, trusting knowing WHO cups me and all of this and these ones I love.
Whatever comes,
I know this peace.
Lord on the darkest days
Remind me of this peace
Again
So I don’t flail
But rest in your good, just, all knowing, true Love.
Shalom
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