Peace of Mind
Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things. Philippians 4:8
Peace of mind. Something in this present world is hard to find.
There’s very little peace in the airports these days. Travel has become dangerous. Politics and the mud-slinging involved are at our doorstep and on the calendar-just around the corner. Wars and disease, high-gasoline and higher food prices, elevated apprehensions, neurosis and anxiety. Seemingly we live in a world spinning and hastening towards ruin.
To continually think on these events will cause us to fear and to be anxious. Yet, there is a better way provided for us.
When was the last time you looked at a flower? I don’t mean the temporary glance but stopping during the rush of your day and observing—touching a pedal?
When was it that we tried to look at life through someone else’s eyes instead of just being critical of them? People have unique perspectives—are we capable of listening and learning before dismissing?
Do we believe every report or do we ask questions? Are we set in our thinking or can we recognize the ugliness of negative thought and the beauty found in encouraging someone else—without reward, without selfish motive?
Can we hear birds chirp over the noise of passing cars, trucks, and emotional turmoil?
Can we look at old family photographs and remember the laughter, recall the innocence, and for a moment relive those precious moments?
We each have a choice on how and on what we think about. The world is a crazy place and to think about it, to dwell there will drive one crazy. Yet in the midst we can enjoy peace of mind, comfort of thought, and calmness in the midst of the storm.
Peace of mind. Something in this present world is hard to find.
There’s very little peace in the airports these days. Travel has become dangerous. Politics and the mud-slinging involved are at our doorstep and on the calendar-just around the corner. Wars and disease, high-gasoline and higher food prices, elevated apprehensions, neurosis and anxiety. Seemingly we live in a world spinning and hastening towards ruin.
To continually think on these events will cause us to fear and to be anxious. Yet, there is a better way provided for us.
When was the last time you looked at a flower? I don’t mean the temporary glance but stopping during the rush of your day and observing—touching a pedal?
When was it that we tried to look at life through someone else’s eyes instead of just being critical of them? People have unique perspectives—are we capable of listening and learning before dismissing?
Do we believe every report or do we ask questions? Are we set in our thinking or can we recognize the ugliness of negative thought and the beauty found in encouraging someone else—without reward, without selfish motive?
Can we hear birds chirp over the noise of passing cars, trucks, and emotional turmoil?
Can we look at old family photographs and remember the laughter, recall the innocence, and for a moment relive those precious moments?
We each have a choice on how and on what we think about. The world is a crazy place and to think about it, to dwell there will drive one crazy. Yet in the midst we can enjoy peace of mind, comfort of thought, and calmness in the midst of the storm.
posted by Michael Byrd at 7:01 AM
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