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What is peace?  What must be done to obtain it?  Is it even possible?  In the midst of the billows of waves life sends our way, peace seems to have sunk out of existence.  Our lives are compassed about with worry, stress, grief, and fear as one after another calamities befall this old world.  But you can still obtain peace while the tempest rages.  But what is peace?

Peace is calm assurance from God when you yield all to Him, trusting fully in His plan rather than your own.  So many people are vainly striving for peace, unable to locate its source.

In his letter to the Philippians, Paul says, "Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.  And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus." 
- Philippians 4:6,7   

First of all, we must "be careful for nothing", trusting fully in Him to guide our lives according to His will.

"Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and he shall sustain thee: he shall never suffer the righteous to be moved." Psalm 55:22

Rather than trying to fix our own problems, in everything, we are to "let our requests be made known unto God" through prayer and supplication with thanksgiving.  Notice that we aren't to ask again and again until we get our way.  We are to just let them be made known unto God, not that He doesn't already know, but we are to commune with God to strengthen our faith in Him.  And there are different types of prayer.  Simply asking or just praising isn't enough.  It is necessary to ask with thanksgiving, so that no matter what the problem, we are always praising God.  There are a couple acronyms very useful when it comes to prayer.   ACTS and PRAY:

Adoration
Confession
Thanksgiving
Supplication

Praise
Repent
Ask
Yield

What is the result or full trust in God and prayer?  Peace.

Ellen White says in Steps to Christ, "As your conscience has been quickened by the Holy Spirit, you have seen something of the evil of sin, of its power, its guilt, its woe; and you look upon it with abhorrence. You feel that sin has separated you from God, that you are in bondage to the power of evil. The more you struggle to escape, the more you realize your helplessness. Your motives are impure; your heart is unclean. You see that your life has been filled with selfishness and sin. You long to be forgiven, to be cleansed, to be set free. Harmony with God, likeness to Him--what can you do to obtain it?
It is peace that you need--Heaven's forgiveness and peace and love in the soul. Money cannot buy it, intellect cannot procure it, wisdom cannot attain to it; you can never hope, by your own efforts, to secure it. But God offers it to you as a gift, "without money and without price." Isaiah 55:1. It is yours if you will but reach out your hand and grasp it. The Lord says, "Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool." Isaiah 1:18. "A new heart also will I give you, and a new spirit will I put within you." Ezekiel 36:26.
You have confessed your sins, and in heart put them away. You have resolved to give yourself to God. Now go to Him, and ask that He will wash away your sins and give you a new heart. Then believe that He does this because He has promised."  SC 49.1


Peace is a gift, without money or price.  All we must to is reach out and grasp it, and it shall be ours.

Jesus is coming soon!
Are You Ready?




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