Blessed are the peacemakers...

Have you ever been in a situation where being the peacemaker seemed impossible? I mean really I am a peacemaker by nature. I dislike conflict. I teach my girls to share quickly and resolve their issues with each other as quickly as possible. I have always tried to keep the family peace, even as a youngster. Not sure I do it in the healthiest of ways, mind you but I always tried to avoid conflict and resolve it when necessary.
But when it comes to the situation I am in now I simply can't see a way to bring about peace, let alone resolution. Everything is out of focus and it's driving me crazy....
If it were my own emotions, my own conflict, that would be one thing but it's not. It affects those closest to me but really it's not about me but it causes me to hurt every time the ones I love hurt. I just want peace.
I don't know what I am supposed to do. As much as I would love to come out swinging and fight, I'm not sure it's really the right thing to do. If I get involved, well, it has the potential to blow up into this thing I'll never be able to control. It's like a wildfire that is just under control... one shift in the wind and the whole forest goes up in flames.
So what's a peace maker to do? I am open to thoughts and suggestions here...

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