Maybe we think of peace as the stillness of a cool crisp night.
Or the relief that the tasks are done, and the commitments are met.
Maybe peace is the Christmas song that touches us like a gentle lullaby.
Or a sweet bedtime snuggle with warm fuzzy pajamas.
Perhaps peace is more like the quiet that finally settles an addict’s brain.
Or the soothing that comes over a heart struggling with anxiety or grief or depression.
Perhaps peace is a relief from the worries about food on the table, or clothes on the back, or gas in the tank, or presents under the tree.
Everything in this world that steals our peace is a side-effect.
It is a symptom of a living in a sin-cursed world.
A world that is at enmity with God, full of people whose hearts are, likewise, in a state of war with God.
Jesus brings peace.
The coming of Christ is the coming of peace.
Peace with us.
Peace among us.
Peace in us.