I was visiting with my neighbor about what people do when heartache or loss affects them, especially if they do not know Christ.  They are "without hope."

I’m thankful for my parents, who raised me in a Christian household with the hope of Christ.  I have prayerfully raised my own children to have the same hope in their lives as they finish school and go out on their own and live in the world.

Nevertheless, there are times when they, even though grown and college-age, argue with each other about seemingly trivial and mundane things and forget about the "peace that passes all understanding."  The household peace, broken with shouting, slamming doors and pounding steps scares the dog.  Like a competent parent, I thought I should try to intercede and offer an agreeable solution to their argument.  Not surprisingly, they both immediately forgot what they were arguing about and attacked my lack of privacy and directed me to go back downstairs, after which they were able to agree on plans for lunch and finish their movie.

Nailed it.

Let us all pray for peace in the world, with each other, and most importantly, singulary with Christ.