Shalom by Hydro Walkers
Dear person listening,
Peace can look and feel very different in various ways. When I think of peace, I think of being out in the middle of nowhere, in nature, no cars, no noise, just the sounds of nature, peace and quiet. Maybe you imagine being on a secluded island with the sound of ocean waves and birds in the sky. That feeling of just being away. But sometimes the gift of peace isn't in silence and being away from our lives. Sometimes it's in God's insight and provision, what He knows and the course that will begin from a sequence of events.
At the age of 14 years old, I had a very confusing relationship with God. My life, things I’d been going through, just seemed unfair. There was constant anxiety, depression, anger, fear, I began to lose hope that my dad would ever get better. My prayers began to shift to just wishing for peace. I couldn’t take living in fear and anger anymore. I didn’t know what to pray for; I just wanted a new life. Every single day I feared coming home to a drunk father and had to brace myself walking through that front door. Every night, I couldn't sleep bracing myself for a potential fight. I lived in a constant state of anxiety and fear and I couldn't take it. When I was 15 years old, 3 days before my dad’s birthday, someone knocked on my front door in tears, my mom soon followed to deliver the news that my dad died. He was only 37 years old. My first words, “the devil won”. It took me a long time to find the God of peace in this part of my story, but I promise that what the enemy meant for evil, God DID use for good. This was what most would consider, one of the worst things that could happen. I cried and sunk into depression for almost a year. As bad as my dad was, he was still my dad and I didn't have him anymore. To be honest, on the rare occasion he was sober, he really was a good guy and a good dad. His demons were just too strong. And that's the way I saw it back then, there was this fight and my dad lost.
Later on, I feel like God gave me the ability to see the bigger picture. My dad wasn't choosing his addiction, he wasn't choosing to be angry or act in violence. If there was a button he could push to make it all go away, I'm sure he would have pressed it. In his death, God was setting him free from the chains that bound him for so long. He was a slave to his addiction and as much as he wanted to stop in his heart, he just couldn't. My dad experienced peace as he walked into heaven, free from his chains. As for my mom, brother and me, we would also be gifted with peace. No more late nights of screaming, drunken rages, no more fights, no more cops in the middle of the night. The road to peace was being paved by a God who knows best.
John 14:27
Proverbs 16:7
John 16:33
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