"I'm too blessed to be stressed!" is what I'm choosing to play in my mind this morning.

My flesh wants to go toe to toe with an issue, but my spirit is quietly saying, "What good will come from it?" I know no good will come from--just a moment of satisfaction in feeling righted. It's not worth it; my peace is too important to me.

God's ways are full of peace and holiness, wonderful by-products of living obediently.