Peace.

When Ryan and I were engaged I remember having dreams that something horrible was going to happen to him before our wedding day – I would wake up in the middle of the night with this gut-wrenching feeling that I would never get to marry the man of my dreams. Between those dreams, the wedding planning & juggling my college internship and the last 18 hours I needed to graduate, I was experiencing little peace in my life.

Throughout the day I was mulling over peace – how wonderful it is when you experience it, and the horrible feeling that comes when peace seems to slip away.

You see, at the hospital I work at I am surrounded by families and individuals who are often experiencing little peace at some point – they’re coming in as trauma victims, needing surgury, or maybe they’re a baby that entered the world before their tiny body was ready. In the midst of handeling media for a local tragedy that has become national news, I was prompted to stop and pray for the people all around me who needed God’s peace and mercy. I was reminded to be very thankful for our little family’s health and God’s rich blessing to allow us to spend another day together.

Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.  

-John 14:27