A Peace that Stills

 On the same day when evening had come, He said to them, “Let us cross over to the other side.”…And a great windstorm arose and the waves beat into the boat so that it was already filling.  But He was in the stern, asleep on a pillow.  And they awoke Him and said to Him, “Teacher, do you not care that we are perishing?”  Then He arose and rebuked the wind and said to the sea, “Peace, be still!”  And the wind ceased and there was a great calm.  But He said to them, “Why are you so fearful?  How is it that you have no faith?”  And they feared exceedingly and said to one another, “Who can this be that even the wind and sea obey Him?” ~ Mark 4:35, 37-41 NKJV

pink skies in Copper Hill, Tn

What is it about coming home that brings peace and the inexplicable sense of safety and happiness that abides in its midst where abundant love is freely given and accepted? The sky is pink tonight and I don’t know why, but staring into it settles a peace over me.  Blue rock rises creating shadows under a languid sinking sun along a winding back country road and I am stilled by hand-painted skies.

frosty December leavesHow sweet a gift, to come home to towering pines and old white oaks that fill fireplaces on cold winter nights. Dawn breaks with frosty leaves and gifts of first snows on birthdays and I feel cherished and lavishly doted upon.  

Even after a hard day’s work, the worst day’s problems can dissolve into a plate of smores and the rediscovered thrills of licking brownie batter from the bowl are beautiful gifts.

smores are a perfect homemade treat



The sweetness of childhood floods December mornings that soon give way to January skies and a new year filled with promise and hope.




Perseverance is rich in sweetness when I walk in faith of blessings waiting to be bestowed upon my undeserving soul as the striving to be worthy enough slowly subsides and fades.





And somewhere in the midst of wooded hills, in the quiet of the early morning’s frosty dew and gentle light, I find God smiling upon me with a peace that stills.




The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.

~ Exodus 14:14 NIV

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