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Day 22: Peace is Not Out of Stock


April 6, 2020


Yesterday I saw a heron walking down the side of the street in my neighborhood. Seeing those awkward long legged birds is not unusual here but usually they’re in a nearby pond or flying. I thought, well, maybe he’s social distancing. Or maybe his pond is a little overcrowded. After all he was headed AWAY from the pond. In our nest here at home right now, there are early birds and night owls.  Some of us are good at nesting and others are suffering from not being able to "fly".  I think it’s important to let every bird be themselves. Each of us has our own schedule, our own responsibilities and our own anxieties.  We are all affected by stress in different ways.  I’m just glad we are all here together to help one another.  Romans 15:5 says: “May God who gives patience, steadiness, and encouragement help you to live in complete harmony with each other—each with the attitude of Christ toward the other.” And Numbers 6:24-26 says this: “May the Lord bless and protect you; may the Lord’s face radiate with joy because of you; may he be gracious to you, show you his favor, and give you his peace.” A lot of things are hard to come by right now, but PEACE does not have to be one of them. God offers it in an endless supply.  Don't forget to order (pray for) some! Smile and be joyful! 

I am so excited to share this link with you! What an amazing song to hum all day long...  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nDIJz6zzHNU&feature=emb_rel_end


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