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A Catholic church. It was lunchtime. The chapel was empty when I wandered in. The janitor was Latino and spoke fractured English. He was elderly, with lily-white hair.
“May I help joo?” he said.
I asked to speak to the priest.
“Have a seat,” the custodian said, “the Padre will be with you shortly.”
The old preacher sipped his thermos of coffee, holding a fishing rod in the other hand. He asked what I wanted most in this life. I stared at the lake surface and told him I wanted peace. I was young, I came from a broken home. Peace was all I wanted.
Our aim is to have friends or allies. But barring that, America’s interest is in having stable and non-hostile powers on the world stage.
The week between Christmas and the New Year invites us to use these quiet days between to slow down, reflect, and rest in the presence of the Lord through stillness, scripture, and trust in His guidance.
Peace. I pray for peace.
Not national peace. Not global peace. Those concepts would be nice, but they are too big for my head to comprehend. No human has ever seen world peace. I don’t even know what it would look like.
Government, regarless of form, should be an enabling function for prosperity, stability, and peace.
Does it seem that the holidays rush by faster every year? Are you too exhausted to celebrate once the big day arrives? Take a moment to rest in the Lord!
In the tapestry of human existence, an inescapable thread weaves its way through time – the thread of war. Peace, is the rarity.