Grace be unto you, and Peace from God our Father, and the Lord Jesus Christ.
We are not a world at peace.
We are a nation split straight down the mushy middle, each side voting mostly against the other.
We are a community with a sharp divide between the have-much and the have-little.
Our nights are punctuated by wakefulness and worry.
Medication helps, for a time.
But it always comes back to this:
There is nothing in the world that brings peace.
And yet, this is a lesson that I've never learned very well, because I keep returning to trying things that have never brought me peace, and -SURPRISE--they still don't. Even things that are very good by themselves--a good meal with family and friends, an afternoon paddling on the Potomac River, relaxing at night with a good sea story--fail ultimately to change me in the ways that I need to change.
At the same time that I'm persisting in the usual routine of things, both productive and unproductive, I'm falling off doing the things that are inherently more difficult--things that involve sacrifice of my time, my money. Paul's advice is don't get weary. It seems sometimes that we have every reason to quit trying, especially if we're not getting results. Keep going. Remember the promise. The Lord himself will grant us peace at all times and in every way.