If people know nothing else about me, this one thing they do know: I love snow. I have referred to it as "big fat fluffy flakes of Prozac falling from the sky." I am happiest in a winter wonderland. I always have been. I have special childhood memories of waking up for school & seeing that it had snowed during the night. I'd smile when I'd hear the sound of the chains on the snow plow's wheels & the sound of it scraping the snow off the street. I'd literally stand in front of the big picture window in the living room to watch it pass by. I did this even when I was in high school & beyond. If the schools were open that day, I'd walk to the bus stop, all the while being wrapped in the beautiful peaceful silence that only early morning walks in the snow can bring.
I searched for various photos of snow scenes & sat here with a big smile on my face as I looked at them all. I chose the photo above to represent today's subject because it reminds me of a place & time when I was in high school & me & my best friend Ruthie would skip school & spend the day in downtown Pittsburgh. I wrote about this in a blog post last year. Click here if you are interested in reading that post. Our route from the school to where we'd catch the bus to Pittsburgh was about 3 miles along a road that wound through the woods. I can still remember that beautiful peaceful silence & the feel of the snowflakes falling on my face. I remember very well the laughter that Ruthie & I shared & how it felt to have absolutely no cares in the world.
Peace has been my goal this year. My Joyce Meyer devotional last night, based on Colossians 3:15, was about peace, specifically how a feeling of peace is an answer from God when we need direction.
"The peace that Christ gives is to guide you in the decisions you make...." (GNT)
If you have been planning to do something or are in the midst of doing something & suddenly realize that you don't have any peace about it, you have heard from God. He is telling you "no." And if there is something you really don't want to do ... you try to talk yourself out of it even ... but you feel an overwhelming peace about doing it, well, there's God leading you again.
I think that once someone experiences "the peace of God which passes all understanding," they crave it in every part of their life. I have experienced it. It's a wonderful thing ... sort of like the snowy experiences I referenced above which I remember with such deep fondness, only better : )
"Seek peace & pursue it."