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What noise do you need to fight through to find peace?

It’s 8 a.m on a weekday when I go to our patio to soak up the morning sun. The palm trees barely move in the still air but sun is already warm on this February day. I take my iPad to read, still trying to recover from all manner of yuckiness with a sinus infection. I lean back in the lounge chair to the sounds of morning traffic on the other side of our privacy fence. I see the top of a semi transporting something, a garbage truck rumbles by and a motorcycle loudly speeds on, identified only by sound. The whir of morning commuters doesn’t stop. A lawn service...

All she wanted was peace and quiet

Mama’s whisper was the level of most folks regular voice. There was no whispers from her in church that everyone around didn’t hear. With people in and out of our house, laughter and activity always around, and all mama wanted was peace and quiet. At the end of the day, she wanted to sit in her chair in the corner of her living room and read the newspaper. There is that kind of peace. It seems to be in diminishing supply in our busy world or maybe busy makes us crave it more. My mother-in-law could sit in their apartment with only the sound of the clicking wall clock. I...

Can peace be found in this noisy world?

Calvin’s is maturity. Matt’s is perseverance. Richard said his word is “love….love for myself” and I think that might be the bravest love any of us can have. It was in our New Year’s Eve worship and we spoke about one word to be a focus for our new year. We just spoke a minute or two, a simple suggestion but after we said the Lord’s Prayer together a few came to tell me their word for the year. I’ve flirted with the one little word challenge(?) in years past. A month or so into the new year I was lucky if I remembered the word. Last year I didn’t...

How to Fight Against the Urge to Go Under

The past few weeks have been hard for our country. The question of ‘how many times’ continues to be asked as our flag is lowered to half mast again. I had planned to write happy summery posts about the beach and living life lighter in the months when the sun wants to play longer. But my heart can’t ignore the mourning of more tragedies, more violence, more questions and few answers. At times, it feels like we’re all going under, being swept up in the tumult of violence and hate. Yesterday my husband said we need another Gandi. ‘What did he do?’, I replied in a voice not meant to...

Advent's Peace

It was the big bang. No theory here when it feels as if the very cosmos is bumping and smashing and whirling into itself. From Middle America to Australia to our very Center for care. Everywhere something hurling at us threatening to knock us down or at least suck the very air out of our lungs. “What’s the theme this Sunday?” Peace, I say. Peace. The air is thick with the irony of this. He half smiles and says, “That’s perfect. That’s perfect for our Advent theme: All this Glory.” His voice held the slightest trace of sarcasm but more of him said this in convinced truth. In the middle...

Five-Minute Friday {exhale}

It was during those youth ministry days. At a camp in a neighboring state when someone told me Wes had hurt his foot. He was our pastor’s son, our friends, our kids growing up together and being extended parts of our family. “Breathe, Wesley, breath”. He was being wheeled into the emergency room in the tiny town of Jasper, Georgia, he was in excruciating pain and all I could think to say was “breathe”. Pain makes you hold your breath, unable to exhale and you don’t even know it. They told us in our childbirth classes to breathe through the pain. It didn’t help. Not the back labor that pushed...

Give me an answer

You could hear the desperate plea in his voice. A family member begging for an answer to this plane that has vanished. Gone like a vapor. Not today. Not in this world. That doesn’t happen. Someone always has an answer. There’s that black box that’s suppose to play this beep so it can be found but it’s not. The radar – useless. Nothing. No answer. You can find opinions and speculation but there are no answers for the many hoping for something to hold on to. A flicker of hope their family members are alive. You can Google everything today. It’s the modern Tower of Babel giving answers in any language...

Last call for Peace

The songs are singing about peace. Sleeping in peace and last call for peace and the words are getting louder in my heart. I open Facebook to see a post from POTSC saying “dedicate your week to peace….” and a reminder to be anxious for nothing. I walked out our front door into the kind of days we South Floridians like to boast about this time of year. Skies bluest blue with a breeze we call cool (in the 60’s) and it looked like peace. That word hit me then, before the songs started playing in the car and the Facebook message. I felt like Jim Carey’s character in the movie,...

Some Days

I am overwhelmed. Overwhelmed just being me. My eyes have teared up at least three times this morning and always for the smallest things. Something is bubbling inside and trying to come to the surface and I don’t know what or maybe am afraid of allowing it to rise. The day started with my mind feeling full and inspired but dissolved into seeing my selfish side that I thought, was so proud, to be dealing with. (Pride, really?)That’s how it happens right? Just when you lose those 2 pounds you find you’ve gained 3. When someone tells you how well you’re progressing and it all goes to your head because...

Midweek break

  Wherever you are today, whatever tasks lay ahead, however bad the traffic is and the storms that rage on, take a moment to be calmed by this picture of a chair on the beach. “Our” beach. It is a picture of quiet, though the sounds of the sea and seagulls are clear. It is a picture of rest, though many are running along the shore and paddling their way over the waves. “I am leaving you with a gift—peace of mind and heart. And the peace I give is a gift the world cannot give. So don’t be troubled or afraid. John 14:27...