Posted By Christina M on June 7, 2013
Peace be with you.
Easier said than done. I can’t seem to make peace happen.
Peace is my gift to you.
I have no peace! I have no quiet! I have no rest! And trouble keeps coming.
One handful of peace and quiet is better than two handfuls of hard work and of trying to catch the wind.
That’s what I keep saying. I pray for peace all the time.
We hear cries of fear, cries of panic. Not cries of peace.
You know, Lord, that this is not a peaceful world. Where is this peace you keep talking about?
I’m leaving you my peace. I’m giving you my peace. I don’t give the kind of peace that the world gives. So don’t be troubled or cowardly.
So now I’m a coward if I’m troubled? Given the way things are, I’d be a fool to be at peace. Heroes cry in the street. Messengers for peace cry bitterly.
I will bring peace to your land. You will lie down with no one to scare you.
I am for peace; but when I speak, they are for war.
Blessed are those who make peace. They will be called God’s children.
First you say you give me peace, then you say make peace. How can it be both?
Make peace with God.
I’d like to. I long to. But it is so hard when the world seems out to get me.
Oppressed people will inherit the land and will enjoy unlimited peace.
Lord, you keep talking about peace. You make it sound important, for you seem to push for it constantly. Why?
Be in harmony and at peace with God.In this way you will have prosperity.
Maybe I’ve been looking at it the wrong way. I’ve been treating peace like a sacrifice you want me to make for you, but…
The mountains may move and the hills may shake, but my kindness will never depart from you. My promise of peace will never change.
Be at peace again, my soul, because the Lord has been good to you.
Your faith has saved you. Go in peace.