Peace Be With You
"Peace be with you", a phrase said in religious communities during services, if I were a "good" Methodist, I'd know when it's said but when I go to the traditional service, I just say it when my bulletin says to. It's a great saying, everyone wants peace, I mean come on, it's way better than the alternative. Turmoil.....
I grew up UPC, we don't have things we say in script, it's a free for all and usually just consisted of saying "amen!", "that's right!", "preach it!", never anything in unison and harmony. I've only attended the Methodist Church for 5 years but I like wishing people peace and the traditions that go along with it.
Tradition wasn't something we held close, it was a chaotic religion with staunch rules and high standards of clothing and hair for the women, rules of no make up or jewelry, no pants or cutting of our hair. We never wished anyone peace, no one was worth God's peace. That was saved for the pastors and higher ups, not for the daily church goers. Peace was something begged for, hoped for once in Heaven and definitely not obtainable on earth. It's sad to think how many spent their entire lives begging God for peace when it was there all along, just waiting to be felt. God never intended his creations to feel so lowly and undeserving, after all, He created us in his image, that alone makes us worthy.
Peace, I have it, some days I have to fight to find it but it's there, given daily just because. It's my choice if I take it and run, or turn my back and feel sorry for myself. No, life isn't how I wanted it to be at 46 but it is how it is and by accepting what is, I feel peace.
I have loved and lost a great deal in my life, 2 boyfriends died, a marriage that I tried for 16 years to hold onto. A new love that is so pure and honest, unable to be with. Love, so close and not mine to have, yet. I have to have peace, I have to hold onto what is mine for the asking. I have to accept life and have peace of where I am. Peace be with you
I grew up UPC, we don't have things we say in script, it's a free for all and usually just consisted of saying "amen!", "that's right!", "preach it!", never anything in unison and harmony. I've only attended the Methodist Church for 5 years but I like wishing people peace and the traditions that go along with it.
Tradition wasn't something we held close, it was a chaotic religion with staunch rules and high standards of clothing and hair for the women, rules of no make up or jewelry, no pants or cutting of our hair. We never wished anyone peace, no one was worth God's peace. That was saved for the pastors and higher ups, not for the daily church goers. Peace was something begged for, hoped for once in Heaven and definitely not obtainable on earth. It's sad to think how many spent their entire lives begging God for peace when it was there all along, just waiting to be felt. God never intended his creations to feel so lowly and undeserving, after all, He created us in his image, that alone makes us worthy.
Peace, I have it, some days I have to fight to find it but it's there, given daily just because. It's my choice if I take it and run, or turn my back and feel sorry for myself. No, life isn't how I wanted it to be at 46 but it is how it is and by accepting what is, I feel peace.
I have loved and lost a great deal in my life, 2 boyfriends died, a marriage that I tried for 16 years to hold onto. A new love that is so pure and honest, unable to be with. Love, so close and not mine to have, yet. I have to have peace, I have to hold onto what is mine for the asking. I have to accept life and have peace of where I am. Peace be with you
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