Every morning, I creep out long before everyone is awake, and switch on the Christmas tree lights. I like to sit in the stillness of the morning, reading my Bible devotions, and feeling that all is right with the world. At least for that quiet moment.
It doesn't last. The struggles of the day inch their way across the landscape of my life as the sun rises. The solemn peace of the quiet morning is broken. I can never seem to maintain that feeling of rightness, of calm, of heavenly peace that comes to me when I am all alone in the morning with my Bible. Yet, the Bible assures us that in Jesus, we can and will have perfect peace. Despite tribulation, despite struggles, despite the world, He grants us peace when our minds are stayed on Him.
I watch the crystal ornaments Asherel and I chose together reflecting the Christmas lights, and soak in the promised peace.
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