Peace

It's day 4 in Georgia. 

In May, Mother's Day weekend actually, we came down to look for houses. We looked at 9 I think, in 2 days. We put an offer on one, but we did so contingent on being able to put a pool in. It had a septic tank and the lot wasn't very big so we wanted to be sure. We had environmental health come check it out and it was a no go. We canceled that offer. 

Yesterday we looked at a house. It has 5 bedrooms. The master bedroom is huge. And a good sized lot with trees around it, which is rare. But still no pool. Why do so many people live here without a pool? Especially with kids?!? So we put an offer on this house today. 

The journey for peace continues. Today I read this...

And you, my child, will be called a prophet of the Most High; for you will go on before the Lord to prepare the way for him, to give his people the knowledge of salvation through the forgiveness of their sins, because of the tender mercy of our God, by which the rising sun will come to us from heaven to shine on those living in darkness and in the shadow of death, to guide our feet into the path of peace.” (Luke 1:76-79 NIV)

That pretty much sums it up. Our job here on earth... Called by Him, tell people in darkness about Him, and to walk in peace... It's a lot to take in. That God would call us His child? That He trusts us to bring the knowledge of salvation? And all while on the path of peace! Yikes. I feel I need a definition of peace...

freedom from disturbance; quiet and tranquility.

synonyms:

tranquility, calm, restfulness, peace and quiet, peacefulness, quiet, quietness;

I want all those things... Quietness, tranquility, calmness, rest. So can I be at peace with myself? With God? Maybe that's what it's about, making time for all those things and that brings us peace? This is where I get confused. To me, peace isn't something I should have to "do"... It should just be, right? Wake up... Ahhhh... Peace! It's usually not like that for me. 

What if it's not a place, but a choice? What if we choose peace. Just like we choose joy, contentment and forgivness. We even have to choose love. Everyday we have choices that we sometimes forget are ours to make. I could have chose to freak out that the first house fell through and we are moving, ready or not, to a city where WE. KNOW. NO. ONE! Or I can choose to believe God has something better for us. And not necessarily better how I think is better, but His better. And I will always choose His better. I pray if I forget or get caught up in my better He closes doors, reroutes me, even moves me, to where His better is.