They talk about the calm before the storm, but I find I can never take that calm seriously. The calm that I long for is the calm that infuses the hours after a storm.
This morning our backyard is infused with this calm. This morning I am overcome by this calm.
I would not call it peace. Peace to me is brought on by inner decisions. Peace is deeper than calm.
Calm is the very still waters of your soul and mind because there is nothing left to stir the waters, and finally, finally, you can look up and see that for this moment there are no more waves. For a minute you can rest and breathe and realize that the storm is over.
Maybe it's these moments of calm that will grow in to peace. I start to realize that the storms make me stronger; I realize that I am still loved.
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