Where Peace Took Hold

When the Holy Spirit speaks softer than the noise but louder than everything else

There’s been a shift. I don’t know how else to say it. It didn’t arrive with fanfare. It wasn’t loud. But it’s here.

For so long I’ve lived in a low, constant state of stress. Bracing. Hustling. Holding it all together because if I didn’t, who would? I didn’t even realise how deeply I’d settled into that survival posture until something quieter began to take its place.

Stillness.

Not the kind that comes from everything being fine. Because things are still messy. There are still bills, unknowns, situations that pull at my peace.

But even in that, I feel it.

A quiet presence. A steady nearness. A peace that doesn’t make sense on paper.

The Holy Spirit is here…

And honestly, it’s hard for me to put into words. Everything in me still wants to panic and worry. Why wouldn’t I, when I’ve been living in that place for so many decades? I’ve run on stress for so long, it’s the only rhythm my body knows.

But here’s what I’ve been noticing.

The wrestle.

It’s like fear and worry are trying to push through a thin barrier. Banging and pressing at the edge of something they can’t quite get through. A part of me still wants to go there, to spiral, to panic over money or what could go wrong.

But the peace holds.

It’s not my own strength doing it. It’s the Spirit. And He is stronger.

He isn’t loud. He doesn’t shout over the chaos. He just stays.

I find myself being drawn back. Back to the Word. Back to worship. Back to prayer that isn’t performative but honest.

He’s changing my hunger. I don’t want noise anymore. I don’t want the next emotional high. I just want Jesus.

And that feels new.

I used to read Scripture looking for answers. Now I read it to be close to Him. I used to pray for breakthrough. Now I pray to be still. I used to strive. Now I want to dwell.

The Holy Spirit is teaching me a new way. Not a life free of fear, but a life where fear no longer rules.

And I want to stay here. In this peace. In this Presence. In this holy quiet.

But when He, the Spirit of truth, comes, He will guide you into all the truth. He will not speak on His own. He will speak only what He hears, and He will tell you what is yet to come. He will glorify Me because it is from Me that He will receive what He will make known to you. - John 16:13–14

And so I ask… Is the Holy Spirit calling you back too? Do you feel the shift?

Love,

Sarah x

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