Searching

I keep searching for the peace

That I know must be there,
Somewhere beyond tomorrow’s dawn
And yesterday’s despair.
 
I’ve looked for it for so long now
And yet I’m seeking still.
I haven’t found yet and I’m
Wondering if I will.
 
Surely that peace is tangible,
And not some fantasy
That I can only dream about
But never truly see.
 
Perhaps I’m doing something wrong
In seeking it this way…
Maybe it’s not the kind of thing
That’s out there on display.

Maybe it’s born within a heart
Where You’ve a dwelling place,
And all the time that I sought peace,
I should have sought Your Grace.  

Colossians 3:15 

Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful.