A meekness that loves is never defeated; it is a softness that yields, but never gives in. And it never can be broken. Do not fear your peace before the maw that devours. If your peace arises from Christ; it is like a strong fountain which never runs dry, and it will water your own soul eternally. And it is a refreshing dew giving hope to others of a pure heart; but it is like hot coals in the breast of those who love lies and deception.
To those of us who’d take up arms to save our meat. Eat bread instead. Lay down our arms and take up purity. A pure heart knows Truth, and can live by it. And Truth will embrace us with the arms of tranquility.