Lord, did you not say, “Peace I leave You. My Peace I give unto you, not as the world giveth, give I you.”?
So, I sought to find peace in the majestic mountains with their snow covered peaks,
And, oh, in the gentle composure of a sweet babe at sleep.
I sought to find peace by the sea with all its vast endlesness,
Thinking, “Surely, here, my soul will cease from its restlessness!”
I sat afar off wanting to capture all my eyes could behold,
The sands seemed to beckon as upon them mighty waves did unfold!
Lord, these Your creations have brought such joy and pleasure,
Their impact on my life truly cannot be measured.
Still, my soul is burning with such sorrow and pain,
For I know in such things my search for peace is in vain!
“Did I not say, “Not as the world giveth, give I unto you?” Child, your thinking must be renewed!”
“The world measures peace in moments, pleasures, places, things!”
“Such is not My peace of which the angels do sing!”
“My peace is found within! Constantly reassuring, comforting, guiding!”
“With my Peace, dear child, thou shalt not be found wanting!”
Though the earth and all its splendor one day cease to be,
Yea, on that day, in that very moment thou shalt be in glory with Me!”
