Know God, know peace; no God, no peace

August 16, 2013 chris
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I try to live my life so that everyday is a holiday and every meal is a feast. Perhaps those are unrealistic expectations, but I like aiming high and missing instead of aiming low and hitting.

When I taught, I would greet my peers by lifting my hot chocolate cup and saying, “Top of the day to you!” I knew more than likely that things could and would go down hill from there but it never stopped me from acknowledging the moment.

I think it drove them little crazy for me to be so cheerful at such an early hour, but it made me smile inwardly.

Each morning as my wife leaves for work and the kids leave for school, I tell them, “Have a nice day!” I usually get a muttered, “You, too.” Although their words don’t quite have the same panache, I reply, “I always do!”

It’s as if my response can inject life into their day. Although I want my positive attitude to be contagious, I realize it isn’t always transferable.

By now, some of you may be thinking that there is something more than hot chocolate in that fellow’s cocoa cup. I assure you there is not, but the world didn’t give the joy I have and the world can’t take it away.

When I was much younger, I often felt that life was like a roller coaster ride filled with highs and lows and twist and turns. I must confess that then, I didn’t like it very much.

I somehow always felt out of control. I felt like I was constantly reacting to life’s forest fires as they spread one after the other.

Matters rocked on that way for a long time as I constantly tried to figure things out. I lacked the wisdom.

I couldn’t quite put my finger on it, but I knew there had to be something more.

In His mercy, God eventually found me and saved me.

To borrow a phrase from Robert Frost, the less-traveled road has made all the difference.

Don’t get me wrong; life is still a roller coaster and the twist and turns are still there, but I don’t have to endure them alone. I know that God loves me and that He is there for me.

He has promised to never leave nor forsake me. That’s very comforting. He is my strong tower.

He is a very present help in the time of trouble. If He is for me, then who can be against me?

Some think that’s just empty words and broken promises, but the person who believes and the one who doesn’t are both right.

My faith gives me peace, and the person who doesn’t believe denies himself peace.

I don’t mean to imply that I have some Pollyanna attitude about it all, although I do admit there is a lot of Mary Poppins and Winnie the Pooh and a dash of Peter Pan in me.

I only mean to acknowledge that between the rising of the sun and the setting of the same, I fight very hard not to allow the magnificent to become the mundane.

Daily activities can drain the joy right out of you. It starts the moment your feet hit the floor. Just the other day I found myself going on about my morning when the thought occurred to me – “David, you have not spoken a word to God today, when you are supposed to talk to Him about everything.”

Sometimes I take God for granted. I must remember, “If I abide in Him, then He will abide in me. Greater is He (God) who is in me then he who is in the world. Through Him I am more than a conqueror.”

That, my friends, is why every meal is a feast and every day is a holiday.

The cup of cocoa is just a prop, a conduit used to express my desire for my friends to have a great day.

But the real source of my happiness, to borrow a phrase from Crocodile Dundee, is because, “Me and God, we be mates.”