This world is crying out, “Peace, peace!” Yet there is still no peace. Only turmoil.
Peace is not just the absence of turmoil. Have you ever experienced a calm before the storm? Eight months ago I remember having that almost eerie calm before the labor pangs begun. I knew indescribable pain was imminent. But just because there was a momentary lull, I was positive it wasn’t going to stay that way. In my head there was still the fear of the unknown. The future, was it going turn out okay? Could I endure the pain? Hey, would we even survive?!