Praise the Lord, my soul;
all my inmost being, praise his holy name.
Praise the Lord, my soul,
and forget not all his benefits—
who forgives all your sins
and heals all your diseases,
who redeems your life from the pit
and crowns you with love and compassion,
who satisfies your desires with good things
so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s.
Peace casts its light on the crossroads of “needs” and “wants.” Well-being vacillates in maintaining balance and threatens to stifle peace completely when not appeased. Peace chooses between the glimmering-shimmering, latest-greatest prize and the subtle, humble illumination surrounding tangible basics. It sets aside personal desire to lift up the desolate. It seeks compromise while keeping conviction. It reigns by controlling the intensity of its flame. Peace protects from life’s scalding burns and provides compassionate warmth on our coldest days.