Oct. 24 I built into your very being the need for rest. How twisted the world has become when people feel guilty about meeting this basic need...I have called you to walk with Me down paths of Peace. I want you to blaze a trail for others who desire to live in My peaceful Presence...Depend on Me more and more, and I will shower Peace on all your paths. Earlier this week I got to revisit one of the most peaceful, tranquil places I know. It sits high on a hill surrounded by big, mature oak trees and overlooks a meadow that ends in the Red River Valley below. To get there one has to travel down a narrow one-lane country road. I first discovered this place when my childhood friend and I were riding bikes one day. Later, after I could drive, this was the place I chose to go when I needed to be by myself to cry and pray. I recall so well the peace that would wash over me as I would listen to the birds and feel the gentle southern breeze while sitting in the car overlooking the valley or while walking along the paths on that hilltop. Yes, a country cemetery can be a very peaceful place. On this day earlier this week, I felt that same peace, felt that same breeze, and was flooded with so many memories when, for the very first time, I was there for a burial. What a tranquil final resting place for an earthly body. After singing together the hymn Precious Memories we were led, a phrase at a time, to repeat the 23rd Psalm. It was then that I realized that all these years later, this place was the very place I had pictured when I read that passage. The Lord is My Shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside still waters...He restores my soul. Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil for your rod and your staff comfort me... Thank you, God, for your provision of rest and your Peace that passes all understanding even in the time of chaos or grief.
Posted on: Fri, 24 Oct 2014 11:11:13 +0000
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