“You will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are steadfast, because they trust in you.” – Isaiah 26:3 (NIV)
As I approach the beginning of my Sabbath year, I find myself in deep reflection—especially about where I should be during this sacred season. I don’t have the entire year mapped out, but one thing is clear: I want the first three months to be intentional. A time of stillness. A space to dwell in the presence of the Lord.
Two options sit before me.
One is to stay in my current apartment—a place of comfort, privacy, and rhythm, but one that comes with a higher financial cost.
The other is to return to our family home—a practical, familiar choice that eases financial pressure, yet comes with its own set of challenges: shared space, everyday noise, and the likely loss of uninterrupted solitude.
When Practicality Challenges Spirituality
Lately, the practical choice seems wiser. I’ve tried convincing myself I can adjust. I can create a quiet corner, shift my routine, and learn to be flexible. It may not be ideal, but maybe it can still be meaningful.
But reality has a way of testing our resolve.
Just recently, my personal space was shared for a day. My usual rhythm shifted. The worship that typically begins my mornings felt muted. My quiet Scripture reading was interrupted by conversations and movement. Even the stillness I look forward to in the evening felt absent.
I love those around me deeply and genuinely treasure time spent with them. But that day stirred something in me—a fear that I won’t have a place to exhale.
A fear that in choosing what’s practical…
I might lose what’s essential.
Peace Is Not Found in a Perfect Setup
And yet, deep down, I know this truth:
Peace is not found in a place. It is found in God.
That morning, after a chaotic start, I walked to a nearby café. Bible open, coffee in hand, the hum of the world continued—but peace gently entered in. It wasn’t silent. It wasn’t perfect. But it was enough.
And maybe that’s the point.
Peace isn’t about where I am—it’s about how I position my heart.
That moment didn’t solve everything. But it anchored me. It reminded me that even if I don’t have it all figured out, God sees my heart’s longing. He sees the desire for space, silence, and stillness. And He is the One who lovingly orders my steps—even when the way feels unclear.
Trusting the Shepherd in Every Step
The choices before me both come with sacrifice. But as I continue to seek God—in every decision, in every disruption, in every small victory of quiet—I know He will lead.
Maybe not all at once, but moment by moment.
Because true peace isn’t about the absence of noise.
It’s about the presence of God.
“You will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are steadfast, because they trust in you.” – Isaiah 26:3 (NIV)
This verse is my reminder that peace is not tied to circumstances—it’s tied to trust. And as long as I fix my eyes on Him, I know He’ll guide me to where I need to be. Even if life feels loud, His voice is never drowned out.
So I keep seeking. I keep listening. I keep walking.
One quiet moment at a time.
Final Encouragement:
If you’re longing for peace, remember: you don’t have to chase a perfect setting. You just need to be still enough to hear His whisper.
He is with you. Even in the chaos.
💭 Reflection Question:
Have you ever felt torn between what’s practical and what your soul truly needs? How did you see God move in that tension?
I’d love to hear your thoughts. Feel free to comment below or message me directly—let’s walk this journey of quiet trust together.
Faithfully,
Yani
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