On my way home that night with a to do list still ahead of me and just wanting to crawl into bed and go to sleep, I felt the peace of God which transcends all understanding come over me and I calmed down. I was able to think clearly and felt strengthened to do what I needed to do that night before I got into bed. All that I had to do, I did it with His peace, His strength and I did it well. It wasn't perfect. My cake fell apart taking it out of the bundt pan, but I didn't stress and found a way to patch it up with the icing. It still wasn't a very pretty cake, but it sure tasted good. I think that is what matters. Our lives may not be perfect, but with Jesus, He makes it good. Thank you, Lord, for your peace!
Saturday, November 10, 2012
I'm Thankful For: Peace
Haven't gotten on here to post my thankfulness. It has been a little busy around here. That is what this thankful post is about. Saturday, I was overwhelmed with all that I had to do that day and Sunday. It seemed like all my plans were closing in on me and then my mother-in-law prayed for me...
On my way home that night with a to do list still ahead of me and just wanting to crawl into bed and go to sleep, I felt the peace of God which transcends all understanding come over me and I calmed down. I was able to think clearly and felt strengthened to do what I needed to do that night before I got into bed. All that I had to do, I did it with His peace, His strength and I did it well. It wasn't perfect. My cake fell apart taking it out of the bundt pan, but I didn't stress and found a way to patch it up with the icing. It still wasn't a very pretty cake, but it sure tasted good. I think that is what matters. Our lives may not be perfect, but with Jesus, He makes it good. Thank you, Lord, for your peace!

On my way home that night with a to do list still ahead of me and just wanting to crawl into bed and go to sleep, I felt the peace of God which transcends all understanding come over me and I calmed down. I was able to think clearly and felt strengthened to do what I needed to do that night before I got into bed. All that I had to do, I did it with His peace, His strength and I did it well. It wasn't perfect. My cake fell apart taking it out of the bundt pan, but I didn't stress and found a way to patch it up with the icing. It still wasn't a very pretty cake, but it sure tasted good. I think that is what matters. Our lives may not be perfect, but with Jesus, He makes it good. Thank you, Lord, for your peace!
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