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peace

It doesn't mean to be in a place with no noise, trouble or hard work. It means to be in the midst of those things and still be calm in your heart.
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That peace is a peace that I strive for. Every day. However, I fall short of it every day, but I want it. And I do think that eventually – I'll get there. When I do find that peace in one area of life, it never fails, chaos has ensued in another. Lucky for me I live with a man who lives in 'that' peace and always remains calm in his heart. I honestly don't know how he does it, but watching him gives me hope that someday I will find that peace too.

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Rhonda Miller said…
Thank you for this entry. I too strive for peace each and every day. It doesn't come easily though.
February 21, 2010 at 10:01 AM
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