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Happy Sunday
<p>Oh God, give us peace of mind and make us vessels of peace wherever we may find ourselves, and to everyone around us.</p><p><br/></p><p>Sometimes, it’s not the noise outside that troubles us, it’s the storm within. Our minds are constantly racing, worrying about tomorrow, replaying yesterday, or struggling to stay calm in the present. But peace of mind isn’t about having a life without problems; it’s about learning to stay calm even when life is loud.</p><p><br/></p><p>Peace starts from within. It’s that quiet voice that says, “I may not have it all figured out, but I trust that I’ll be okay.” When you carry peace in your heart, you become a light to others; a safe place in a world that often feels chaotic. You become someone whose presence brings calm, whose words comfort, and whose smile reminds others that it’s going to be fine.</p><p><br/></p><p>So today, ask God not just for peace, but to make you a vessel of peace, someone who carries it and spreads it. Let your words heal instead of hurt. Let your actions reflect kindness instead of anger. Let your presence remind others that there’s still goodness in the world.</p><p><br/></p><p>When people cross your path; the frustrated coworker, the impatient stranger, the friend who’s quietly struggling, may they feel peace through you. Because sometimes, the world doesn’t need more noise; it needs more hearts that radiate calm.</p><p><br/></p><p>And even when life shakes you, remember this: peace isn’t the absence of trouble; it’s the presence of God in the middle of it. So breathe, smile, and go forth today as a vessel of peace. Someone out there needs the calm you carry. </p><p><br/></p><p>Happy Sunday buddies 💜</p><p><br/></p><p>~Betty Liss</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p>
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