I am broke right now, my job is acting weird, my relationship is messy, and we won't even talk about the national events of last week.
Yet, somehow I am at peace.
Anchor yourself in something this world can't give you, anchor yourself in Christ. I'm not talking about the evangelical/western/American christian-ish version that rules in fear, and the oppression, humiliation, and hate of people. Not the Christ where you can never measure up, that expects more than you can give, that left you hurt, broken, or abandoned. Not that one. That wasn't real.
There is a God though, that is bigger, that can't fit in the fake box that this world has put him in, that you put him in. He is here, he is waiting, and he can give you peace. The kind where everything around you can go to pieces, but you are standing.
Somewhere in the last few years, I lost faith in the system...in religion. Best thing to ever happen, because I latched on to something infallible, and no doubt I have had times where I questioned, and fought, and wrestled with God. However, he still blesses me. Sometimes, the blessing is peace. I am at peace.