Spending time with some of my closest friends over the weekend; we discovered Cedar Point. This area was once a "center" of the Timucua Nation, a historically peaceful Native American Tribe that called Cedar Point home. They lived off oysters harvested from the creeks and marshes and have left many oyster mounds behind that still remain to this day. The last remnants of a Nation and their peaceful ways.
Reflecting on their life and the serenity that this place brings, it is no wonder they called this place home. Peace is its own reward, and truly blessed are the peacemakers. As I reflected and let the worries seep from my mind I was reminded of what it means to truly keep the peace. I thought about how anger is the forerunner of violence and that if one is to truly have peace then one must be willing to "sow" seeds of peace versus adversity. Anger is never without a reason, but too seldom a good one. To be a peacemaker is truly divine.. it goes against human nature of self-preference...but the reward is sweet serenity.
There are some things money can't buy. a walk among ruins.. a talk with close friends... or simple peace of mind!
May you find the strength to be a "peacemaker" and may you have peace in all of your days.
Here's a short video that caught my eye today called Sermon on the Mound by phos pictures.