Good morning and happy Saturday, I pray your morning has started out filled with calm and peace and that the entire day is one of happiness and joy. I have to give a shout out for my New Orleans Saints today....WHO DAT!!!
In prayer this morning as I sat outside in the sunshine, enjoying the warmth on my skin, the sound of the world waking up and the beautiful blue skies, I thanked God for the wonder that he supplies us with on a daily basis, I thanked him for the gift of you in my life and for the freedom and opportunity to share my blog with you each day, for the knowledge in prayer that he gives to me in finding a message to share daily and the honor of those who come to me for special specific prayer. I love so much the fact that he uses me as a tool to give hope to those who feel lost, to give understanding to those who are confused and to pray for each of you on a daily basis. Father I come to you on bended knees and pray that I am always able to see the rainbow instead of the storm. I ask that you bless each of us with peace in the noise, calm in the chaos, and comfort in the pain. I ask these mercies and graces in the name of Jesus Christ our Lord and Savior. Amen.
I came across this little bit of reading this morning and although it is a very short read it packs a huge message. Peace can be found in the strangest of places!!!
The Perfect Peace
Once upon a time there was a king who offered a great prize to that artist who could capture in a picture the perfect peace.
Many artists tried. The king observed and admired all the pictures, but only there were two that he really liked and he had to choose one of them.
The first one was a very peaceful lake. This lake was a perfect mirror where some placid mountains that surrounded it were reflected. Above them was found a sky of pure blue with tenuous white clouds. All who saw this painting thought that this one reflected the perfect peace.
The second painting also had mountains. But these ones were open and rugged. On them there was a furious sky from which fell a impetuous downpour with thunder and bolts. Downhill seemed to resound a foamy torrent of water. All of this did not reveal in the least the peacefulness. But when the king observed carefully, he saw through the cascade a delicate bush growing in a rock crevice. In this bush was found a nest. There, in the midst of the roaring of the violent water fall, was placidly sat a little bird in the middle of its nest... perfect peace.
The king chose the second one. Do you know why? The king explained, "Peace does not mean to be in a place without noise, without problems, without hard work and without pain. Peace means that despite of being in the midst of all these things we remain calm within our heart. This is the true meaning of peace."
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