His
peace is like a flowing river (Isaiah 48:18) and thankfully, it's not a
stagnant pond. His peace can, and is constantly washing over me and
through me... as long as I don't build a beaver-dam to stop His flow.So the "remedy" for this kind of peace? It begins with one step. Stepping into the living, flowing water of HIS loving, grace-filled river of P.E.A.C.E!
Excuse for me for awhile - will you... I'm going for a long swim.
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