It is a good thing that peace is not identified as a place or we would be on a lifetime journey searching for the elusive mountaintop where it might be found.
Peace can’t be that perfect vacation moment when we stood on the lakeshore and heard the loons calling just as the sun was setting. We think of peace, but peace lies uneasily beneath that golden swath of sunset water.
When we plead with God for peace, God points out a person sent into this world as angel voices were ringing through the heavens. “Peace on earth,” God’s messengers sang, and what are we to say to that?
The song was peace, and the shepherds rushed to see it. We are in that group, too. Peace rests among us in the person of Jesus.
Today we remember Seattle, chief of the Duwamish Confederacy, who died in 1866. This message was adapted from “Song of Peace” written by Marj Leegard that first appeared in the April 2008 issue of Lutheran Woman Today (now Gather) magazine.