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Peace is not polite. It’s practiced. Let me say this clearly, because a lot of us were taught the wrong thing growing up: Peace is not the same as being nice. Nice is smiling while irritated. Nice is answering when you should’ve paused. Nice is “it’s fine” when it’s actually not fine at all. Peace? Peace is restraint. Peace is knowing you could respond — and choosing not to. And that distinction changed everything for me. Because for a long time, I thought peace meant I sound

Hey everybody — what’s good, good people? I hope everything’s everything, because lately, life has been serving lessons that don’t come with instructions. You know the ones — the kind that make you pause mid-sip of your tea and say, “Now why did I have to learn that the hard way?” Between work deadlines, motherhood moments, ministry moves, and managing my own peace like it’s a full-time job, I’ve been realizing something: protecting your peace isn’t petty — it’s maturity. It’