I've got a peacful, easy feeling...

I'm standing here in my concession with the wind blowing me, the napkins, the signs. All around me there are loud noises; the kids roller coaster zooms and clatters by, the bass from the near by rock band pounds against my skull, the wail of the Native dancers performing next to our booth flies around me on the wind. My eyes are shouted at by the bright flags flapping above the neon lights of the fair games and vendor booths. The smell of deep fried everything crawls into my nose and down into my stomach making it growl at the intrusion. So much is assaulting my senses at once, yet there is a sense of peace in the midst of it all. Weird huh. Right now, this moment, I am not worried or fearful. If I took the time to think about it I could probably come up with something to worry about, but right now I'm just enjoying this calmness. I imagine that this is what it feels like to stand in the eye of a hurricane. I'm kind of awestruck and unsure, but also thankful for the moment to regroup and to think about what is coming up and make a plan for getting through it safely. So let the wind blow, let the music blare, let the lights twinkle and the flags fly, I know my peace comes from within, from the Prince of Peace who lives in my heart and gives me his comfort and joy.