The Missing Peace

Tonight I decided to write about the missing peace to a puzzle that I’ve been trying to put together for a long, long time.  (Yes, I intentionally misspelled the word “peace”.)  For those of you who have been following this blog for a while, you know what I’ve been dealing with in my home, and the other night I became so frustrated that I wrote a post that was more or less a venting session; but I so appreciated your private emails and public comments in response.  If you are interested in reading that post, please go to Turning the Page – Discovering Peace.  Normally I would just link to it, but for some strange (or perhaps not so strange) reason there is some sort of technical error that is preventing linking to it.  I know I owe some of you emails and comment responses, and I haven’t forgotten.  But I’ve been sick over the last few days and on top of that have had some more disturbing things happen in my home and frankly, I just needed a few days of straight prayer and rest.

I’ve been thinking about the missing peace.  It’s everywhere!  The lack of peace is so prevalent in our world today that when we see a kind act or hear kind words we almost wonder if there’s some sort of hidden catch; it’s as if it’s too good to be true.  So what is causing this lack of peace and why is it seemingly becoming more and more widespread with every passing year?  Is it just me, or can some of you remember a time when people weren’t this hyper and frenzied; when they weren’t so angry?  I think that the missing peace is the missing piece.  I really believe that if peace were to finally prevail, evil would flee from us forever.

Diabolic Infestation and the Missing Peace

I was at my kitchen island counter having dinner this evening and was watching Father Groeschel who hosts a show called Sunday Night Live on the EWTN network.  The house was quiet.  My dog had just eaten his dinner and was hanging out in the other room and my cats were in the basement.  I had the Hallmark channel on minutes earlier but switched over to Father Groeschel because I didn’t care for the movie on Hallmark.  About five or ten minutes into Father Groeschel’s program there was a sudden crash in the cupboard that sits directly under my island counter.  I knew it was too loud to be a mouse and so naturally I chalked it up to yet another one of my many “house issues” and decided to move on with the evening.

An hour or so later my brother’s former student stopped by to return my computer which he’d taken for the day to clean it out and get it working faster.  I led him upstairs to my office room where I keep my computer, as well as my baby nephew’s toys and crib.  I immediately noticed that for the third time a certain yellow ring to my nephew’s Baby Einstein activity jumper was out of place and unattached from the cloth loop it normally hangs from.  Yes, it sounds crazy.  No, the baby didn’t do it, nor did my dog, nor did my cats.  It would take two or three paragraphs to go into specific detail as to how I know that the baby or pets didn’t touch it, and I obviously don’t have the space or time to elaborate.  But the point is, it’s not the way I left it and neither was it the way I left it the other two times this thing happened.  (And always the yellow ring, never any of the other colored rings.)  I actually took photos of the missing peace.  I MEAN – the missing piece and kept them as “evidence” to show the priest, if he ever calls me back.  (More about that in my next post.)

The missing peace house drama continued as my brother’s student announced to me that ALL of my documents that I’d transferred this morning into a flash drive (to temporarily hold them while he cleaned out my computer) were missing; they were nowhere on the drive.  I called my brother who had walked me through the transfer of my photos, iTunes and documents as we talked on the phone this morning.  He couldn’t understand how I actually saw the documents transferring, and yet not one of them ended up getting saved.  He told me that the strange thing was that the photos and iTunes were all there.  Both he and the student were baffled.

to be continued..

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