[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":4},["ShallowReactive",2],{"reading-1020":3},"OCTOBER 20\r\nAnd the peace of God, which transcends all our powers of thought wig be a garrison to guard your hearts and minds In Christ Jesus   (Phil. 4:7, Weymouth).\r\nThere is what is called the \"cushion of the sea.\" Down beneath the surface that is agitated by storms, and driven about with winds,\r\nthere is a part of the sea that is never stirred. When we dredge\r\nthe bottom and bring up the remains of animal and vegetable life we find that they give evidence of not having been disturbed in the\r\nleast, for hundreds and thousands of years. The peace of God is that eternal calm which, like the cushion of the sea, lies far too\r\ndeep down to be reached by any external trouble or disturbance; and he who enters into the presence of God, becomes partaker of that\r\nundisturbed and undisturbable calm. --Dr. A. T. Pierson.\r\nWhen winds are raging o'er the upper ocean, And billows wild contend with angry roar,\r\n'Tis said, far down beneath the wild commotion, That peaceful stillness reigneth evermore.\r\nFar, far beneath, the noise of tempest dieth, And silver waves chime ever peacefully,\r\nAnd no rude storm, how fierce soe'er it flieth, Disturbs the Sabbath of that deeper sea.\r\nSo to the heart that knows Thy love, 0 Purest, There is a temple sacred evermore,\r\nAnd all the babble of life's angry voices\r\nDies in hushed silence at its peaceful door.\r\nFar, far away, the roar of passion dieth,\r\nAnd loving thoughts rise calm and peacefully, And no rude storm, how fierce soe'er it flieth,  Disturbs the soul that dwells, 0 Lord, in Thee. --Harriet Beecher Stowe.\r\n\"The Pilgrim they laid in a large upper chamber, facing the\r\nsunrising. The name of the chamber was Peace.\" --Bunyan's Pilgrim's Progress.",1783499793959]