Peace

“You will keep in perfect peace him whose mind is steadfast, because he trusts in you.”

Isaiah 26:3

“I’m sorry, Mrs. Holtman, it’s cancer.”

I sat alone outside the room where they had just done a biopsy on my thyroid gland. There was no shock, no surprise. From the moment they told me there was a nodule, I had known.

I always had health problems. It seemed I no sooner got one kind under control when another one arose. For whatever His reasons, God had chosen to give me the certainty that He would see me through this one as He had in the past. It was an experience I will never forget. I was beginning a new ministry at church requiring many hours of work and planning. My son was beginning his freshman year of college 3 ½ hours away. It was the start of my daughter’s senior year of high school, her senior soccer season, aiming for a college scholarship. My surgery was right at the beginning of all three, but in the midst of it all I had peace.

The next day, as I prayed about the things which lay ahead, the Lord gave me a poem, tender words which spoke to my heart. It was a time of supernatural communion with God as He imparted that “peace which passes all understanding.” We read about it, but don’t really understand and experience it all too seldom.

God is sovereign. Nothing touches me which has not already been filtered through His love, designed to make me more like Him. And in this world, there will always be something more. Trust Him today and live in His peace.

One More Mountain

I’m tired and weary, and I need a rest,
But, dear Lord, I know that You always know best.
When I’m battle-weary and feel alone,
When I beg for bread but it seems like a stone.
I know there is something You are working in me—
There is something new You have to show me.
There is something I haven’t become just yet,
There is some other challenge I’ve not ever met.
You’ve carried me through so many before—
Lord, help me now to face one more.
When I look in the mirror I want to see
A reflection of You looking back at me.
So once more, Lord, pick me up and let’s go—
So I never forget how I need you so.
It is not in smooth sailing that we lean on You so,
But in knowing we have one more mountain to go.
And I have the feeling that when this one is through,
I’ll see, just beyond, there is something else new.
So thank You, Lord for not forgetting me,
For never letting me rest till it’s You that I see.

In His Hands,
Norma Gail

Have you felt His peace lately? Are you climbing a mountain?