My mother died when I was 19.  That was a long time ago, but it’s still vivid in my mind.  It was a sad period in my life, of course, but also a strange one.


After her death, I remember thinking that I wasn’t feeling as horrible as I thought I should.  There was a certain peace inside me.  For awhile I couldn’t figure out what was going on.  I told a friend, “I feel peace and I don’t understand why.”  Hearing my own words, the explanation became clear, as I recalled the scripture that says God gives us “peace that passes all understanding.”


If I understood it, I realized, it wouldn’t be the peace that passes understanding.


Today there are many things I don’t understand.  Sometimes it’s better to just accept them as from the hand of God, rather than try to analyze.  Un-understanding can be a divine gift.



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