Peace
Clasped hands give touch and love to one’s beloved.
Silence is loved in a fast-paced world
Meditation on God’s word gives solace.
Hugs give warmth and comfort.
As we walk through God’s world, we feel His creative spark and His compassion.
Fear and pain will be no more and we shall be restored.
In garden or city God will live with us and all will be new.
Absence of war, the lion will lie down with the lamb and the dove will return with an olive branch, that needs to be accepted.
Peace is a feeling or state of being.
Trust in our God who makes all things new and dwells among us for ever and ever.
Amen
© Julia Holdsworth Kingdom Arts June 2026
What causes quarrels and arguments amongst us?
What divides one neighbour from another?
One country from another?
What divides yourself from yourself?
Is it not the desires and passions and rights you feel you want and yet cannot obtain?
You notice differences more than what unites and what you have in common.
You want and cannot have and so you fight, disagree and separate.
The chasm that divides, grows larger and the atmosphere grow colder until life freezes over and your heartbreaks beneath the weight of frozen water.
And you cannot feel warm again!
How or what or who can restore: harmony acceptance togetherness.
Love hovers over the waters of division.
Forgiveness is the pickaxe that breaks up the ice.
Love hovers over the waters.
Words of Hope: possibilities. What is void and barren
Love hovers and melts and we choose Reconciliation.
© Shefalie Kingdom Arts June 2026
My Rock of Peace
When life severed my anchor and set me loose in a buffeting wildness in overwhelming seas – I called to you God.
While my rock submerged under chaotic waves and I was unattached to my anchorage my reference points – I called to you again and again.
When crying took my voice away in the wind, and all my ways of coping with it, my broken heart, my aching sole – Cried out to you.
No longer able to locate any sense of safety.
When the void pulled so hard that something vital snapped beyond mending – I could not cry.
I took up a smooth stone instead in the palm of my hand and remembered the rock that seemed impossible to locate any other way.
When my hand warmed the stone, enveloped it, then I felt Your hand in mine.
That warmth was calling out to me – “I am here”
“I am brooding over your chaos and I am enveloping you”
Like the ark took up Noah, carrying me on the storm, adrift but present with Jesus himself, My peace!
When I realised that He was in the storm with me, embracing my undoneness, leaning across the chasm, being the reconciling space in an unreconcilable wounding, I found my voice.
My pain decides that it’s time to let Him carry me.
I whisper in the darkness – My hope is in you alone.
© Chris Graham Kingdom Arts June 2026
Back in the early 90s, I was in Coventry Cathedral and found myself drawn to the sculpture of Christ’s head.
Reading the inscription, it became clear that the sculptor had lost their spouse in a car accident – and out of the mangled metal had made the beautiful and yet heart rending sculpture of Christ’s head with a crown of thorns.
The following words came to me “however awful – remember there is always hope”
Within a few months, a neighbour’s husband was killed in a car accident, leaving his wife with a SEN child. So, I don’t say it lightly, but it may be its timely to say “however awful – remember there is always hope”.
Thanks be to our compassionate God.
© Kingdom Arts.
It was cast in bronze and placed in Coventry in 1995 to mark the 50th anniversary of the end of WWII. A matching cast was gifted to the Hiroshima Peace Park. Additional copies can be found in the grounds of Stormont in Belfast and near the Berlin Wall.



































































































































