The Peace of God
The LORD said, ‘Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the LORD, for the LORD is about to pass by.’ Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake. After the earthquake came a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper.
1 Kings 19:11- 12
Many years ago, I was on holiday with my parents in Austria. We stopped, along with many others, to admire a tremendous waterfall. The noise and sense of power were overwhelming. I climbed up the side to the top and suddenly found myself in a hanging valley, with a wide gentle stream flowing through a tranquil flower meadow in beautiful sunshine!
The sudden change made me think of Elijah’s experience of thunder, lightning, earthquake and storm, followed by the “still small voice of calm”, which was God speaking to him.
As I wandered along this gentle stream in the heart of the hills which providing all the water and power needed for the noisy and dramatic waterfall everyone else was captivated by, I found myself thinking of the Peace of God at the centre of our lives which may not always be obvious to others, or even to us when the noise of daily life is all around, but provides the security and power we need.
Whatever situation we are in, and however noisy things around us seem to be, let us be aware of that peace in our hearts that only God can give, and remember that this produces this power in our lives. We need, like Elijah, to listen for that quiet voice speaking to us.
You will experience God’s peace, which is far more wonderful than the human mind can understand. His peace will keep your thoughts and your hearts quiet and at rest as you trust in Christ Jesus. Philippians 4:7 (Living Bible)
Dear Lord and Father of mankind,
forgive our foolish ways;
reclothe us in our rightful mind,
in purer lives thy service find,
in deeper reverence, praise.
Drop thy still dews of quietness,
till all our strivings cease;
take from our souls the strain and stress,
and let our ordered lives confess
the beauty of thy peace.
Breathe through the heats of our desire
thy coolness and thy balm;
let sense be dumb, let flesh retire;
speak through the earthquake, wind and fire,
O still small voice of calm.