{"id":1383,"date":"2024-06-28T19:21:58","date_gmt":"2024-06-29T02:21:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/formationmatters\/?p=1383"},"modified":"2024-06-28T19:21:58","modified_gmt":"2024-06-29T02:21:58","slug":"restoring-order-and-peace","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/formationmatters\/2024\/06\/restoring-order-and-peace\/","title":{"rendered":"Restoring Order and Peace"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<\/head>
Suffering and peace go together, though not always right away. I remember when I was younger and my Mom got sick. When my brothers and I got up in the morning, our neighbor was in our kitchen. This \u00a0time seemed to be different. I remember asking, why is she here and where are Mom and Dad? She eventually went back home and I helped take care of the house and my three siblings.; I was the oldest and did a fair job taking care of my two brothers and little sister. I didn\u2019t know it yet, but I was about to learn the link between suffering and peace.<\/p>\n
It took a while before we found out that my mom was going to be out of commission for quite some time. It led to some changes in our day-to-day life. My dad started cooking more, if Hamburger Helper can be considered cooking. My brothers and I had to be responsible. Mom had to get better. Things were complicated by the fact that she was pregnant with my next brother, number 5 in the Sheehy clan.<\/p>\n