Peace in the sameness. Up, down, dinners, breakfasts; homework, practice, soccer, piano. Smiles, tears, laughter. Pain, joy, gladness.
It's one great big package. We have to take all of it together. We don't get to choose only the things that make us happy.
If we were never sad, how could we recognize true joy?
If there were never any pain, how could we see peace?
Someday, when this mortal body is made immortal. The imperfections made perfect, we will not need the negative to define the positive.
Lord, teach me to enjoy the whole package. Bumps, worts, blemishes and beauty.