Held in Perfect Peace: 100 Devotions to Calm Your Heart

By Guideposts

Weaving together Scripture, vivid storytelling, and intimate prayers, this powerful devotional from Guideposts will bring peace to your soul and draw you closer to the heart of God.

When the world seems to be spinning off its axis--and we feel like we're spinning with it--anxiety can cause us to question if God is still in charge. This beautiful 100-day devotional answers us with a resounding YES. As the Bible verses, stories, and prayers in Held in Perfect Peace remind us, God's promises and presence never change, no matter how changed today's world seems to be.

This thematic devotional from Guideposts--a beloved and trusted source of biblical encouragement for nearly eighty years--brings us back to God's perfect peace on our most anxious days. Every entry helps us:

• Meet God in the midst of the chaos and uncertainty
• Find confidence in God's goodness and His plan for the world and our lives
• Overcome our daily worries as we immerse ourselves in God's truth

 

Each of the five-minute devotions in Held in Perfect Peace includes:

• A timely, inspirational verse from Scripture
• A true, first-person story about ways God speaks to us in the ordinary events of our lives
• A thoughtful prayer designed to help us apply the day's theme
• Additional Bible references for further study and reflection

 

God offers us a peace that is beyond understanding, beyond any headline we read, beyond any doubt we experience. Rest securely in His Word as you receive the comfort He longs to give.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Zondervan
• Release date: Feb 7, 2023
• ISBN: 9780310366874

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Introduction

A Calm Heart Starts with Faith

SHAWNELLE ELIASEN

From my writing room, I watched my teenage son pull into the drive. Then the most reserved of my five boys bolted from his car toward the front porch. His swimmer-strong legs pumped like pistons. The front door flew open. Breathless, Gabriel stood in the entryway, hair still dripping from practice at the pool. His smile was bold and bright. He rocked heel-to-toe.

Mom! I asked a girl to prom!

Wonderful, Gabriel! I said. Gabe had made the change from home school to public high school three years before and had yet to attend a dance. When is prom?

That’s the kicker, he said. Saturday.

Kicker indeed.

Gabe left to conquer the contents of the fridge while I slipped into ever-widening stress. My to-do list for the week was long. Two birthday celebrations. Coffee with the mama I mentored. A college event with one son and an end-of-year homeschool event with another. Was there even time for a tux fitting? My shoulders tightened. My hands curled on my keyboard.

Stress.

Sometimes it slips over me like a sweater.

Just before Gabriel’s prom surprise, my youngest son, Isaiah, and I had been sitting at our table, a tattered world map stretched before us. I’d home-taught five sons over twenty-two years, but fall would bring change. Isaiah would go to public high school as his brothers had. No more blue-backed lesson planners or yellow Ticonderoga pencils standing September-sharp in a painted tin can. No more days filled with the wild wonder of teaching and training. Of books and boys.

Soon this map can retire, Isaiah said, running his hands over faded Australia. It’s seen its best days.

Panic pulsed like a heartbeat.

What if I’d seen my best days too?

Try as I may, I can’t get past the place of figuring out how to deal with anxiety and stress. Fretting over the known. Fearing the unknown. A yoke I’ve worn since the fall. Yet I don’t want to be bound to responses that cause the body, soul, and mind to crave and cry for relief.

I’m so thankful that Jesus offers peace.

In John 14:27, Jesus took the basin and towel and washed the feet of those who would soon walk sandy soil without Him. But He wouldn’t leave his friends alone. Jesus spoke of the Counselor, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father would send in His name. Then He spoke of peace. Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid (NIV).

There’s the true kicker.

Worldly peace requires circumstances to be just right. It demands that many things go well. Optimal situations. The trouble is, peaceful ground shifts and then we find our toes back on the welcome mat of worry.

Jesus’s peace is different.

It’s steady. Sustaining. It doesn’t shift with circumstance. It stretches from this world to eternity. Knowing who He is and trusting His promises offer a soul-anchor. A shoring up of our very foundation. He provides a peace so deeply rooted that in even hard circumstances, our hearts can remain calm. When we surrender to the Lord, to His intervention and care, the Spirit brings peace.

My beloved friend Jalois resides in heaven now, but before she left to worship at the throne, she had peaceful living mastered. Your heart can be still, Sweetie, she’d say when I’d share trials and tribulations. The Lord has this. Sometimes when she’d speak, I’d stretch my palms open flat. Jalois didn’t live a life free of stress. She just knew where to take it.

The writers of the devotions in Held in Perfect Peace want to come alongside you in friendship. To encourage you. To speak God’s goodness into anxious places. To share stories of how the Lord has been faithful in their stressful circumstances. It’s a coming around the table. A gathering of glory. We’ll praise Him together for the great things He has done!

Oh, one last thing. The week before prom was happy and prom night was precious. The Lord provided strength, energy, and even removed a few commitments. I surrendered the stress and lived calmly in the moment. Memories will be forever etched on our hearts.

As for the next chapter of my life, that remains to be written. But each day, I do my best to trust. And I’m growing in peace. I’m learning to live calmly in all moments. To borrow the words of a favorite singer-songwriter, Sara Groves, from her song titled He’s Always Been Faithful:

Morning by morning, I wake up to find

The power and comfort of God’s hand in mine

Season by season, I watch Him, amazed

In awe of the mystery of His perfect ways

All I have need of, His hand will provide

He’s always been faithful to me.

~ DEVOTION 1 ~

The Great Trumpet

SABRA CIANCANELLI

And he shall send his angels with a great sound of a trumpet, and they shall gather together.

MATTHEW 24:31 (KJV)

You know, Mom, trumpets are the loudest instruments," Solomon says. I’m making dinner in the kitchen just off the dining room/music room, and for the last twenty minutes I’ve been enduring the relentless repetition of the first few bars of the Rocky theme.

I believe it, I answer. Solomon has been playing trumpet for four years now, and we’re over the hump on ear-piercing wrong notes. Most of the time I’m in awe that he can create such beautiful music, though there are still moments when I wish he’d chosen something smaller, softer, like the flute or clarinet.

Solomon loves that his instrument is mentioned in the Bible. His eyes light up and a smile comes across his lips whenever he spots trumpet, as if it were placed there for him. My understanding of certain scriptures has transformed too. I nod in agreement the way only a mom of a trumpet player can when I come across verses that speak about the trumpet’s strength, the way it signifies an alarm of war, a call to assemble, or a symbol of the beginning of deliverance, as in when the great trumpet will be blown (Isaiah 27:13, NKJV).

I’m finishing dinner when Solomon moves on to playing a trumpet concerto. In seconds, I feel my mood lift with the music, pure and peaceful, filling every nook of my spirit with heavenly sound.

Let Us Pray

Dear Lord, thank You for the many ways Your Word grows with our lives and in our hearts.

Further Reflection

PSALM 119:105 (KJV)

Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.

2 TIMOTHY 3:16–17 (KJV)

All scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness: That the man of God may be perfect, thoroughly furnished unto all good works.

~ DEVOTION 2 ~

Bedtime Rituals

BROCK KIDD

I will both lay me down in peace, and sleep.

PSALM 4:8 (KJV)

Sleep. The word to me is almost like a poem. When I was a child, bedtime rituals were a sweet prelude to sleep. Poems like Eugene Field’s Wynken, Blynken, and Nod sent me floating off to dreamland in a wooden shoe, and spoken rituals such as Night-night, Sleep tight, and Sweet dreams made me snuggle in safety.

When my son, Harrison, came into my life, I wanted to give him a unique bedtime tradition. Singing Jesus Loves Me as I tucked him in continued into his middle school years.

Now with two young girls, Mary Katherine and Ella Grace, we’ve added yet another nighttime custom: programmable pillows! Every night after bedtime stories and prayers, each girl gets her turn. They tell me what they would like to dream, and together we make a big show of programming their pillows for the dreams ahead.

Sleep is a subject of great interest these days. Sleep doctors, sleep clinics, and entire industries have grown around our country’s sleeplessness. I wonder if maybe we’ve strayed away from something simple in this crazy world in which we live.

My mother had a little sign on her bedside table: God tucks mothers in at night. The truth is, no matter our age or stage in life, we all need someone to tuck us in. Here’s another truth: God, as our Father, vows to be our refuge (Psalm 46:1), gives His angels charge over us (Psalm 91:11), and keeps us from evil (2 Thessalonians 3:3). The list continues through the Bible.

Can sleep really be a poem of peace? Suppose God is standing by, like a Father, waiting to program our pillows with His best promises. Why not call on Him and see what happens?

Let Us Pray

Father, tuck us in at night. Let us rest in Your promises.

Further Reflection

ISAIAH 54:13 (KJV)

And all thy children shall be taught of the LORD; and great shall be the peace of thy children.

~ DEVOTION 3 ~

Closer to Grace

EDWARD GRINNAN

Grace and peace be yours in abundance through the knowledge of God and of Jesus our Lord.

2 PETER 1:2 (NIV)

I woke up this morning, my head full of worry. Nothing obvious was at the root of it. Just a generalized angst, pressure in my chest and behind my eyes, the soles of my feet slightly damp, my breathing shallow.

Who isn’t stressed out these days? My friend, author and motivational speaker Jon Gordon, claims he’s too blessed to be stressed. I wish I could say that.

My stress engine always seems to be idling, waiting for a reason to rev up. Work deadlines, the economy, politics, health issues, or just waiting in line at the grocery store.

Another friend says stress is a fundamental force of nature. Without it, the world would come to a dismal standstill. Nothing would ever get done. Society would crumble. We would be lost. Yep, stress is a great motivator.

But a constant state of stress is harmful. Researchers agree that prolonged stress levels contribute to just about every health condition you can name. That kind of stress is corrosive to the soul. It breaks us down and distances us from grace. Grace and stress are antithetical.

We all need reminders of that. I say the Serenity Prayer. That’s what I did this morning. Nothing banishes anxiety like putting the focus on God and concentrating our thoughts on His love for us.

It also helps to have a golden retriever jumping up on your bed first thing in the morning and licking your chin. Did I mention my golden’s name? It’s Grace.

Let Us Pray

Father, I am quick to worry, to forget Your presence in every moment of my life, in the midst of every challenge and joy. Help me stay out of my own head and remain in Your loving arms.

Further Reflection

JUDE 1:2 (NIV)

Mercy, peace and love be yours in abundance.

ROMANS 12:9‒10 (NIV)

Love must be sincere. . . . Be devoted to one another in love. Honor one another above yourselves.

~ DEVOTION 4 ~

God’s Solutions

JOHN DILWORTH

But those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles.

ISAIAH 40:31 (NKJV)

Yesterday, I sorted prayer concerns from a small basket on a bookshelf in the room where I pray. When a difficult problem keeps me from sleeping, I write it down. I place the concern into this basket for God’s attention and ask Him to guide me in handling it. Then I wait for His response.

I started this routine a few years ago as I struggled to apply one of Dr. Norman Vincent Peale’s teachings from Ephesians 6:13 (NIV) that after you have done everything, to stand. My shortcoming was not so much in giving up problems but in letting God