Peace. Peace - that's what I want. Isn't it what everybody wants?

That’s why we surround ourselves with houseplants, we listen to the sounds of rain and ocean, we like podcasts and appreciate a good book. We want peace, in our hearts we want to trust that everything is going to be ok. That’s what I want anyway.

So, I believe God, I believe He is looking after me. I believe the words He is saying, I believe His intentions, I rely on His wisdom, His omniscience, His omnipresence, His love. Him.

I want peace, just like everyone else does.

I still like plants. I still like listening to sleepcasts, ASMR and sounds of rain. But those are accessories. My peace runs deeper; it leans on Someone. This peace is indestructible. I can be shaken; I can fret and doubt and hide away while the peace vanishes from my line of sight for a moment. But it is indestructible. I can always return to it. Always find it, where I left it. I might have to retract my steps, but it is there.