'And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.'

I have been counselling a few ladies off and on on subjects I am not exactly masters in.I pray for them and on retrospect I myself get surprised by the prompting of the Holy spirit even as I venture into the foreign land in faith.
One evening I had called a few ladies over for tea.One of them in all good faith was talking about another christian lady who inspite of having so many problems would make all the ladies in the group laugh.She used the line 'rote ,rote bee sabko hasaate hai!'.It almost sounded like the story of the joker in the circus who was hilarious in his public shows but his life per se was a tragedy all through and finally the story ends with the joker committing suicide.
What are we as christians inheritors of?Are we inheritors of such burdens which are to be placed under a facade of 'all is well' mask?
Jesus has called us to '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.'
Paul writes in Philipians 4:7-'And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.'
We as christians are called to be inherittors of this legacy of peace through which we go into the world to partake in it's pain and cry with them.
My prayer is that it might not be rotey rotey hasna seeko! but hastey hastey rona bhi seeko!.

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