Moments of Peace
Yesterday was my first day back at work after six weeks off. I’ll be part-timing it for a couple weeks then build up to a full-time schedule again. Honestly, it was good to be back in a routine but it felt weird returning, like I was “the new guy” starting over again. I know it will take time to get back into the swing of getting up earlier than I had been, that morning routine thing, heading off for work, and all that. I need it, though. I need to be doing something. I need the routine. A big thank you to my wonderful employers for their graciousness in working with me during this time. They’ve been so supportive and understanding . . . can anyone ask for more?
I’m almost finished with the beatitudes and have come to another one that isn’t about me but about those around me. Matthew 5:9 says Blessed are the peacemakers for they will be called the children of God.
I’ll be honest, I’ve not made peace with this whole cancer thing yet, at least not on a consistent basis. I still struggle with my faith, with my strength, with feelings of loneliness, despair, and yes, depression. There, it’s out. I’m human and not as strong as I thought I was.
But there are those around me who are genuine peacemakers and have given me glimpses of the peace I can have in the midst of this storm. They are the encouragers, the prayers, the helpers, the testifiers. Those that offer a Bible verse at just the right time, a pat on the back, a hug, an unexpected email or phone call. Those who have travelled this road before me, have traversed this valley, and now can testify of the goodness of God and of the light at the other end of this cavern. They have brought me moments of peace in this conflict.
And so my challenge will be to become a peacemaker when I have opportunities, when I see those in conflict with their own soul, with the circumstances life has thrown their way, with God’s sovereignty. To bring peace to another is to really be, to really act like, a child of God.