The past few months my spirit has been seeking peace. Various circumstances have stolen the quiet peace I normally know.
This past year for our son at school was incredibly difficult. Our Squirt is a far from perfect child, but we were extremely disappointed in one of his teahers. I have kept myself from writing about it as it was happening for many reasons. The entire experience had me questioning everything from if we should look into other options for his education to second guessing my abilities as a mother. I also did not want to write in the heat of anger.
Add to that hurtful situations with friends as well as health concerns of family members and it has made for anything but a spirit at peace these past few months.
I needed rest and quiet. So I didn’t write as much. We didn’t stay on the go the entire summer. It was so nice.
School started a week ago. So far Squirt likes his teachers and the year seems off to a better start than last. We received better news than we were expecting about the health of a family member. My heart is healing from the hurtful situations with friends. I feel like writing again.
Each evening as the sun is setting or after the stars have emerged I have found myself on my porch or in the hammock. My quiet time to just be still. To soak in the stars and the nature sounds. To pray. To listen. To allow God to teach me more about forgiveness and grace. And in this quiet stillness peace returns. I remember through the gifts, through the listing of each grace, that I can trust. Even through the times of frustration we can trust.
When we remember to trust there we will find peace.
Where do you go to find peace when life seems anything but peaceful?