Finding peace

     When I first got home peace seemed like a hope that could not be realized. I was too upset, and too hurt. Of course I wanted peace but it did not seem like it was ever going to come. At first I tried to find peace from others. Usually friends, returned missionaries and family. Their wise words would help to ease the pain for a moment. The peace given by them lasted only  until I started to beat myself up again. I then started trying too look inside myself for peace, really try to forgive myself. That method gave me glimpses of peace. And then I gave up. 

    All this time, for months, I was looking for peace in the wrong places. It is only when I started to use the atonement and look to God that I felt lasting peace. I still found peace through inward glimpses and the wise words of others. But that was just supplemental. My real peace came from the recurring thought that Christ was with me. That everything was going to be okay. God had a plan for me and I was following that plan. I had suffered a few bumps and bruises but God always picked me up again. The atonement covered me like a blanket and finally I felt peace. Not to say that I never kicked off the blanket but it was always there waiting for me. 

    Peace can be found. You just have to look for it in the right places. Never give up peace will come. Stay strong and have courage