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Where Peace Finds Me


“Peace doesn’t always arrive with answers. Sometimes it just slips in quietly—through light, stillness, and sacred space.”

There’s been a quiet ache in my days lately. A sense of heaviness I can’t quite name. Not one thing, but everything. Do you ever feel that way?

When the world feels loud, when my thoughts feel scattered, and when I don’t know what to fix or how to begin again—I’ve noticed something. There’s one place that always welcomes me back without asking anything of me. It’s not a vacation or a retreat. It’s not even always during a church service. It’s simply… the church itself.

The moment I step through those doors—whether it’s for Mass, Adoration, a quiet prayer, or even just a minute in stillness—I breathe differently. The weight I’ve been dragging softens. I don’t always leave with answers, but I do leave with peace.

Not everything in life feels clear right now. But I’m reminded that peace isn’t always about having clarity. Sometimes it’s just about being held.

Today, I don’t have a perfect message or a lesson to teach. Just a soft reminder: when you feel untethered, return to the place that anchors you. Maybe for you it’s a garden, a morning coffee, a walk, or a song. For me, it’s the quiet hush of the church.

Wherever peace finds you—go there. And stay for a while.

With grace,

Jenny

An Intentional Pause Beneath the Sky: Savoring Life’s Simple Joys


A quiet moment, a gentle sway, and the soft whispers of nature—sometimes, peace is found in the simplest places.

Somewhere between the rush of the morning and the quiet settling of evening, I find a moment that is just mine. Not a grand gesture, not an escape—just a small, peaceful pause.

Lately, it’s been this: stepping outside, sinking into the swing by the pool, and letting the air wrap around me like a familiar comfort. The gentle sway, the sounds of birds in the trees, the soft rustling of the breeze—nature’s quiet conversation unfolding around me.

There’s something about these moments beneath the open sky that resets me. The simple act of slowing down, of listening—really listening—to the world moving at its own unhurried pace. The way the sunlight flickers across the water, how the wind carries the scent of something faintly sweet, the grounding presence of the earth beneath my feet.

These small luxuries—these quiet moments of peace—remind me that stillness is a gift. It doesn’t ask for anything in return. It simply invites me to be.

I think we often overlook the beauty in these everyday pauses. But when I pay attention, I realize they are everywhere—in the warmth of my coffee mug in the morning, the hush of dusk settling in, the feeling of soft grass beneath bare feet.

Peace isn’t always found in the extraordinary. Sometimes, it’s in the way the wind stirs the trees, the warmth of the sun on my skin, the steady back-and-forth of the swing beneath me.

Maybe today is a good day to notice the simple joys waiting for you.

What is one quiet moment you savor in your day?

Blessings & Joy, 

Jenny