Peace

I'm always surprised by peace. I tend to pray for it a lot, but it's still unusual to find myself surrounded by it. It reminds me of being in a bubble. I can see and hear things around me, but it doesn't shock my system like normal. I react differently than I usually would in stressful situations.

For instance, Ted lost his job last week. It's our only source of income, and we didn't have very much to begin with. We have three hungry kids, and plenty of bills to pay. And yet when he called to tell me the bad news, my calm reaction surprised even me.  And strangely enough, he was calm, too.

As we've told people, the worry is evident in their faces. They ask us if we're ok. And we just turn to each other, mirror images of calm composure. What's wrong with us, we wonder. Maybe it's because for the last three years, we've had to completely rely on God to provide for us. Maybe it's that we've been in this exact situation twice before. Maybe it's because we've been consistently praying for God's presence to surround us and for Him to daily lead our steps.

Whatever the reason, we feel God's supernatural peace. It doesn't make sense, but there it is. And all I can say is that I'm so grateful for His peace right now.