“I have cast my anchor in the port of peace, knowing that present and future are in nail-pierced hands” (from The Valley of Vision).
If ever we needed a port of peace, it’s now.
I can’t remember a more surreal and unsettled time than 2020 has been so far. It feels like all the constants I trusted in in this world have gone away– at least temporarily. My routine has been decidedly messed up.
Right now, I don’t know that this pandemic mess will ever end. It certainly doesn’t feel like it.
But I know that no matter what my feelings tell me, my hope is in nail-pierced hands.
That’s where my true peace lies.