midst was the same whom
Gideon had seen and who answered His fears with "Peace be unto you;
fear not" (Judges vi:23). Jehovah is peace; He is our peace. On the
glad and glorious resurrection day the gracious Lord appeared in
their midst and proclaimed peace to them. But He also showed them
His hands and His side. The marks of the nails and of the spear were
seen there. They are the evidences of His death for His people. But
He who was dead is risen and lives evermore. Ah! that is peace! The
Christ who died for our sins, who is risen and is in God's own
presence is our peace. Would we enjoy that peace in a greater sense
and have it more real, then let us just have Himself, the Person as
the object of our hearts. "Then were the disciples glad, when they
saw the Lord." Nothing could make them glad aside from the Lord
Himself. Alas! that some of God's people try to find joy and peace
in their service, experiences, knowledge of truth. Dear souls, it is
the Lord only, who gives us peace and gladness.
But the blessed legacy of our Lord is not so much the peace with
God, as it is "His own peace." The peace which He possessed while on
earth, that peace like a majestic river, ever flowing on in silence
with not a moment's interruption. His own peace, He bequeathed to
His own. What a peace was His! What restfulness the divinely
reported scenes of that blessed life breathe! We have written before
on His patience, His joy and His love, the love which passeth
knowledge. How much might be written too on "His peace." But not
half could ever be told. What calmness we see wherever we look. The
threatening multitudes did not disturb Him, nor did the fierce storm
on the Galilean sea; peacefully He rested in sleep, while the angry
waves tossed the little ship aside and the terror-stricken disciples
awoke Him. They cried "Lord, save us; we perish." And then His eyes
opened and in loving tenderness He said unto them, "Why are ye so
fearful, O ye of little faith?" _Then_ He arose and rebuked the
winds and the sea and there was a great calm. Ah! poor human heart!
how canst thou ever doubt with such a Lord at thy side!
And this peace which was His constant portion, was the result of a
constant communion with God. His meat and drink was to do the will
of Him that sent Him. That calm, unruffled peace was the fruit of
His constant trust in God and dependence on Him. And this peace He
wants us to enjoy. In a world full of tribulation, anxiety an
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