I grew up near the beach and went through a number of storms. I saw the damage a hurricane can cause to a boardwalk, the way wind can throw heavy objects around and how flooding can severely ruin a building. Yet, there is inevitably those that refuse to believe they will fall victim to the storm. Warnings can be given and shelters provided, but they will head to the beach thinking themselves incapable of receiving any harm. When harm does come, the normal response is, “Why didn’t they go to the shelter?” No one thinks of their actions as intelligent.
But isn’t that what we do when we cry for peace? We look around at the wars and cry for peace. We look at financial stress and desire peace. We experience family heartache or emotional turmoil and desire peace. But peace doesn’t come. We’re standing on the beach wondering why anxiety is overwhelming us when there is a shelter nearby.