I want to be a peacemaker. On Saturday I will graduate with a Master of Arts in Conflict Resolution and Reconciliation. It is something I have worked hard at doing well and worked hard to receive and maybe the greatest thing I have done related to the passion of my heart. And my life is full of turmoil.
I have walked hard roads. Self-imposed at times. As a victim of circumstances at times. Recently I have suffered through a divorce that has been devastation at best, debilitating at worst. Currently I am technically unemployed and watching my bank account drop (I have had some consulting works that keeps me floating). Turmoil.
I was talking with a friend today who was sharing the Acts 16 story of Paul and Silas sharing the gospel and winding up in jail, flogged but still singing and praising God. That’s when a thought struck me. Does God want me to understand turmoil so I can better understand God’s peace? To be a peacemaker, does God want me to understand the absence of peace or, at least, the attacks against peace?
Maybe so. Maybe He has something planned for me that will rock my socks, that will allow me to live a life of passion and significance using what I am learning today in what seems like a walk through the wilderness.
I don’t know the plan. I don’t know the time. I am trusting God does and it will all fall together and the exact right time. Then I will say, “I love it when a plan comes together.”
Grace and peace.