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  • Writer's pictureLaura Kae

Peace like a river

It was a really quiet day of recovery today. I tend to think days like this one when I have joy and peace I did not get much done. The opposite is true. Someday I want to learn how to enjoy the journey more.

I experienced love today. I am still in awe that when I step forward and say “I will” at my church, there is not a chorus of people saying, “You can’t”, “You shouldn’t” or “Oh, honey, God did not call you to do that! You sit back down; let us handle this.” The last one would be said in a strong Southern accent. I do not know why.

That is why I like my church. Here I have been accepted in the midst of my brokenness and loved back to some semblance of wholeness. It is no wonder over the last year as I walk down the street I have been able to pretend I am a part of the church in Acts. This is what Jesus must have meant when He said they would know us by our love.

I thought about being emotionally vulnerable. I do not know if thinking about it will actually make me better at it. Time will tell.

Trust in the LORD with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding. Seek his will in all you do, and he will show you which path to take. Don’t be impressed with your own wisdom. Instead, fear the LORD and turn away from evil. Then you will have healing for your body and strength for your bones. – Proverbs 3:5-8


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