The world could use some peace. It longs for a silent night. A single night without bombing, attacks, or viruses. It needs calm, and the whole world groans with longing.
Instead of quiet we hear shouting. We feel rage and anxiety. We live in chaos and anguish. It’s on the news. In the papers. Social media. Groaning.
So much anger and fear.
Our souls sure could use some peace. We long for the sweet rest of the beloved. But this present time keens with suffering, aching to usher in hope’s conclusion that began one bright and holy night.
This peace arrived with the moaning and pains of childbirth. It slipped out of a womb and into our sorrow, unassuming and humble. Heavenly peace.
How is it possible for heavenly peace to arrive amid political turmoil and religious unrest? How is it possible for heavenly peace to soothe our souls amid instability and sectarian conflict? Yet, this is how the Prince arrives. And He sleeps, so the song says, in heavenly peace.
He sleeps in a manger, completely secure that teenaged Mary and inexperienced Joseph will fulfill their roles in His earthly story. He sleeps in peace as the heavens declare the glory of God in an angelic display and shepherds fall to their knees in awe. He sleeps in peace as the Maji set out on a two-year journey that will change their lives. He sleeps in peace as a massacre meant to destroy Him begins, and those wide-eyed teenagers follow supernatural instructions to flee.
Heavenly peace. And He offers it to us.
Peace, not as the world gives, but the kind only He can give. A peace that looks backward in order to look forward. A peace that anticipates a holy day when creation will be set free from its bondage to corruption. A peace that knows the glory that is to be revealed will surpass all the hardship.
Until then, our bodies ache. Our souls yearn. Yet, we can sleep in peace because the Babe slept in peace. He slept in peace because He knew that the world now twisting in agony would be redeemed because He would redeem it.
We sleep in peace despite the wars, despite the viruses, despite all that is wrong in this Genesis 3 world because our King has promised us one day the groaning will end. One day, the babe that came in peace, died in violence, and rose in victory will return in triumph. This Prince of Peace will bring the peace of God to every knee that bows and tongue that confesses Jesus is Lord.
Oh, come, Lord Jesus, come. Come again. Come in victory. Save us from our sorrow.
Thank you for the promise of that holy and glorious day foretold in a garden and birthed in a barn. Thank you for making a way for sinful people to find peace with God through the Prince of Peace. Thank you that in a world of chaos the heart can rest, singing, “all is calm, all is bright” because Peace makes all things well in my soul.