A piece on peace
This morning I went to the beach for a bit, and was reminded of something I wrote in a writing class during this last year at BSSM. This is a little different from my usual blog posts (if such a thing were to exist!) but here it is. Peace. A strange, simple word. With a plethora of interpretations, twisted and molded to mean whatever its holder wishes, I like the peace Scripture defines. This peace is an inside job, something beyond understanding, beyond reason, beyond circumstance. It is anchored in hope in the One whose reasoning transcends human logic or wisdom. Inspired by trust I can only build through my undeniable evidence of a faithful God, peace has been a theme in my life to an extent I could almost consider uncanny. My favourite place to be is the beach. I love the paradox of peace in my soul brought by violent waves. They crash with such power and force, yet somehow the repetitive motion is lulling. When I was a child, our family would stay near the beach on holi...