The sweet peace of Christ. I used this vintage piece of artwork because she is holding sweet peas. The sweetness of Christ is something that is tangible. You can reach for it and attain it. You can feel it, sense it, and know it intimately, a love so strong that it will never break even if yu do. And the sweetpeas, so we we will remember that Jesus although sweet as can be, is our peace.
Unless we rely on His finished work and His atonement, we wil not have real peace because the enemy will seek to steal it, kill it or destroy it, along with any other gifts or promises of salvation, but he cannot do it if we remain in the love of Jesus and His peace.
There will not be true peace in the world until Jesus comes to rule and reign. But rejoice anyway, because He has over come the world that we will have trouble in. He gave us or left us His peace, that certainly in Him that it will be alright, thatt we can trust anything and anyone to His care.
If honey is sweet and words can be sweet as the proverbs say, then look at Jesus. He was kind, gnerous and extraordinarily compassionate. He was full of love and mercy, and yet scoffed ans mocked. He did not shrink but in righteous anger spoke the truth if necessary and at other times just let it go.
You can live above the crowd if you can learn this. You do not have to defend everything or attend every argument, Jesus gave the proverbial soft answers to those He healed but had a firm hand on others who would accuse Him.
Let Jesus be sweet peace to you. You will find Him in the stillness, the quiet. He was awake, no doubt, many nights in the fourth watch, from 12 midnight to 6 a.m., that ‘s why He could come walking on the water to the disciples.
He was probably in Gethsemane many times and prayed and wept long before the night of His arrest. Jesus was powerful man, the most powerful man ever. He has touched every religion in some respect. I do believe, He is the only way to the Father.
He was the only one worthy of praise, the only one who could have willingly gave His life. The sweetness of His sacrifice is aromatic, like the insence from the altar. And the Passover lamb that was eaten, is represented by His body and blood in the Holy Eucharist. As hsve celbrated Passover, Good Friday and Resurrection Sunday, let’s remember the lilies that toil not, because they are cared for and how much more are we, by the sweetness of a loving and eternal Lord, who spared not even His only Son that we might live. And may He pour out His rest, His loveand peace in healing power and manifest gifts of the Spirit as Pentecost approaches. Rebecca Jones