Well, apart from the fact that it's about as hard to define this as it is to define love (aka, nigh on impossible), we can take a shot at it.
If peace is just a feeling, it's a good one. We can all relate to that need for comfort, no matter how independent we tell ourselves we are. Because comfort is a need, and we can't live without it.
So we speak of comfort food. We talk about our "comfort blankies," teach our kids habits that will help them feel better when they're sad, and try to make our lives "self-sustaining."
Enough with it already, Christians!
It's okay to have an idea of what you'll do when there's trouble. To have a routine that helps you. But the thing is that if we lean too hard on those, they become idols and we don't care about Jesus anymore. And when the routine falls apart- as it inevitably will- we do too. Because what will we do without our routine and our set schedule?
Just so you know, I'm being very pointed and talking to myself here. Because I personally struggle with this, over and over and over. Every day.
Jesus is our only true source of peace. When the sky gets black. When five small children are screaming in your house simultaneously. When everything is crashing around you. When you walk through the valley of the shadow.
He's been through it all, and he will never leave or forsake you.
And he has overcome the world. (John 16:33)
Rest in him. He will never let you go.
(Also and BTW: I will not be posting on Thursday or Saturday this week due to travel. But I will have another post on patience up next Tuesday! I also won't be great at replying to comments, but go ahead and leave them- I will still see them! If you want something to do, go over to Adventure Awaits or Scattered Scribblings and vote in the fantasy Silmarillion awards! See you soon!)