True Peace

I was shuffling through my camera card the other day and ran across this picture of my child, my "sleeping, off in dreamland, zonked out, had a rough and tumble day" child.

She also is wearing some "Elvis Presley, 1970's, I am a rock star" shades. I think it just adds to the picture as does the rabbit and the Reese's Peanut Butter Cup shirt she is sporting...I just love the whole thing. She is definitely an "at rest and peaceful" kiddo in this picture! She has no idea how human the driver was on this trip, how many times I got distracted, or what vehicle with bright lights almost ran us off the road. She had faith in me, so much so that she could fall fast asleep and never worry.

I remember my own childhood and the memory of falling asleep in the backseat and being carried inside, tucked in bed and left to dream the night away. Peace, true peace. The trust in someone that causes a small child to doze off to dreamland in the backseat of a moving vehicle. The peace that the driver is perfectly capable of maneuvering any obstacles and charting the correct course for home without even a blink. Blind, child-like faith that gives way to peaceful, restful sleep. I remember those days. The days before I realized that at any moment vehicles could hurl themselves toward us, or the driver could take a wrong turn, or fall asleep, or any of the other reasons that my, now adult, control freak self finds to keep from taking a cat nap on a drive...anywhere!

I long for that kind of peace, especially on a day when the events are uncertain, when things are happening all around me that bring NO peace. It occurred to me as I was pondering all of this that as a Christian, I do have that peace, if only I tap into it. Unlike my daughter, whose driver was mortal and human and frail, I can lay my head on the figurative backseat, close my eyes, listen to the steady hum of tires on pavement and the gentle sounds of a radio song and drift off to a land without a care. My Saviour is driving the car of my life's journey. I can put my absolute trust in Him, He can maneuver the obstacles, He KNOWS the way home, and I can rest, really rest, no matter what happens on this ride called life.

I have friends, who are as dear as family to me, going through a test of that kind of peace this morning. Their loved one is facing a daunting surgical procedure. I hope they realize this morning as with every morning on this journey who is driving the car. I wish for them the kind of peace displayed in the above photograph of my child. God is driving the car this morning, rest in His peace and know that all will be well.

Living Happily in the Moment!
Bev