Freedom From Disturbance

So I was thinking of another "inspirational" word to write about and I came across a verse that totally led me to where I am.
Joshua 1:9
   "Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid and do not be dismayed for he Lord your God is with you wherever you go."

I call that Peace (which I readily admit I don't contain much of on the average day).

For some reason I like to look of definitions, and the definiton of peace is:

       Freedom from disturbance, quiet and tranquility.

In the day to day hustle and bustle around my house we don't get much peace. My husband is an outgoing personality, and both my kids got that trait from him. With a two year old boy and four year old daughter my days are full of screaming, climbing, yelling, pushing, and the list goes on, and on, and ON.  I can however think of a FEW times since having kids that God miraculously granted me peace in the moment. I know it was God because I never could have aquired it myself. I'm not JUST talking about the little moments through the day that God keeps me sane enough to survive until Josh gets home (you've been there, you know!). I'm talking big moments, when you just collapse into the arms of God and feel freedom from disturbance.

My biggest ones were number one when Josh had his accident at work in 2009. If you don't know that story I apologize, it's an amazing testimony to God's faithfulness and healing power, and I'd LOVE to share it with you sometime. But for the sake of this not taking days for you to read, I'll just skip ahead a little. While Josh was lying in the hospital in a coma, and my 4 month old daughter was at home for days on end without mommy by her side, I remember a pastor friend of ours saying to me, "I can't believe how much faith you have that Josh will be ok." And my reply was "I don't have any choice." I was not, in those initial days, resting in God's peaceful arms. But there was one moment, when I went to the ICU and sat with him shortly after he was starting to show signs of waking up. He was still somewhat unconcious but I was talking to him anyway, and he started smiling and nodding. I would ask him questions that only he would be able to answer and he would nod yes or smirk and shake his head no ever so slightly. And for the first time during that long ordeal, I felt freedom from disturbance. God granted me peace by waking up my husband, and letting me see tiny signs of the real Josh still hiding inside.

There have been other moments that come to mind: When I found out I lost our second child, though I was devastated I at some point had peace that God knew what He was doing and had no reservations about getting pregnant again. In fact, when I went in and had my surgery done to remove the miscarriage, my doctor came in and said "You seem very happy, considering the circumstances. (I was laughing at a Saved By the Bell episode when he came in). I simply told him, "God's got this."  When I got pregnant with our third child I had weeks of fear and turmoil, worrying that I was going to lose this baby. I woke one night in a panic and finally cried out to God and I can say INSTANTLY I felt His peaceful loving hand upon my pregnancy, and I haven't been worried since.

I hope that you have felt that kind of peace. The freedom from the disturbances around you, quiet and tranquility. It's hard to find somedays. I truly believe it's Satan using our own insecurities to keep us from even wanting to find it sometimes. But it's there. It's always there. As Joshua says, "The Lord your God is with you wherever you go."  There's peace right there.

Have a peaceful week my friends!
I love you!