Good Monday! Is your day off to a great start?
Pouring rain has held me back from my morning walk; my plan shot. I can get over this one; it’s a minor detour in my day.
I’m just going to be honest though; broken expectations are my biggest trouble.
A hurdle I struggle to get over, when life is racing along, I trip over the assumption that things in my day are going to go according to my ideals. As I trip over what I thought would happen, my peace keeps going, while I lay a lump on the track of life.
Not only does peace leave me as I allow myself to go down, because of my reaction to these unmet expectations, my family gets tripped as well. They are stuck with a me who becomes suddenly quite, short or any other form of distancing myself.
Take yesterday for instance.
I don’t like to cook on Sundays.
I have this ideal, gotten from my own days of growing up, that we will all go to church as a family and then out to lunch.
This rarely happens.
My husband and I are part of our set-up team for our portable church; we arrive every other Sunday between 5:30 – 6:00 p.m. That means, by lunch time, the day is already feeling long. My youngest daughter volunteers on the greeting team for both services which means she isn’t done until 1:30 p.m. My oldest, after attending first service, has been called into work several times over the past month.
Yesterday was one of the days when the ideal wasn’t happening and I was pouting my peace away.
My words said, “I don’t mind cooking; what would you like?” When it came to actually getting in the kitchen and whipping something up though, there was nothing peaceful about my service. As I took the meal to my family, I once again tripped over the hurdle of expectation and allowed my peace to flee.
Peace is not something I should be so quick to give up.
Peace is not simply the absence of chaos, fighting or unmet expectations.
Peace is who is in me.
Judges 6:24 tells us “So Gideon built an altar to the Lord there and called it The Lord is Peace. To this day it stands in Ophrah of the Abiezrites.”
I have no idea where Ophrah of the Abiezrites is, but I love the words before the name of this location, “to this day it stands”.
The Lord of Peace lives in me. No matter if I am making lunch on Sunday, helping a child struggling in Civics or believing for salvation for one I love so dearly, the Lord of Peace lives in me. He doesn’t leave me when I fall down (Hebrews 13:5) so I shouldn’t let the feelings of peace make me feel as if He does.
This Sunday, knowing that the hurdle is coming, I’m going to connect with my Peace earlier in the day. With the power of Peace who lives in me, I’m going to speak honestly and then accept, with His help, what happens next.
Jesus- this is my peace plan. Empower me to follow through! Amen
Do you struggle to keep your peace when things don’t go as you planned? What plan could you put in place so your peace doesn’t run away from you?