Peace at the End of an Unpeaceful Day

It seems one of my dearest friendships has ended. Kind of a mutual thing. We're not angry with each other. There isn't any hatred. We just aren't connected. We have gone very different directions, and a friendship requires an investment of time and has to be valued because they don't just happen. They are built. Ours has become a ghost town.

Right now, my heart is feeling the void, and it looks way too familiar, and God in heaven am I sick of this void.

And it is exacerbated by other things from today, which I won't go into in detail, but in short, my kids really miss their dad. That happens around birthdays.

And the void looks so vast that it feels impossible to see the other side.

There is a movie I have had in my Netflix queue for awhile now, but I found it at the library this past week, and I watched it today. It's The Hundred-Foot Journey. It's a story about how 100-feet can be a million mile void that becomes one big...oneness.

The truth is the void is only big in human eyes, not God's hands. And what may feel like the impossible, isn't. And sometimes painful things are the very things God uses to lead us to fulfilled dreams.

Personally, I know these things, and despite the emotions of today, I am not shaken in my faith or doubtful of His promises, but it really feels good to know God is whispering, "I know the void is vast, but in my power, it is only a breath."

And really, that is the peace at the end of a unpeaceful day. It isn't a movie or a warm fuzzy or a trite saying or even someone's worn out verse they like to toss at people. The peace at the end of an unpeaceful day is knowing God is bigger than the void and still cares about the most personal and seemingly small concerns.

Praying today you have peace...
Jerri