Peace is Not the Absence of Pain

And I feel it, the peace. Not the absence of pain, but the presence

of something deeper, something that holds me up, even when everything else has fallen

away. The lake, the trees, the birds, they don't ask anything

of me. They just are. And in their stillness, I hear God's voice, gentle and steady,

reminding me that I'm not alone. That even now, especially now, He leads me.

He restores my soul, not with answers, but with the quiet assurance that I can keep moving

forward.