Sometimes we wake up feeling invincible, as though the world is perfectly aligned, and everything we touch turns to gold. Other times, we can’t seem to lift the weight off our shoulders, let alone get out of bed. That’s life. It’s not a straight line, nor a steady climb. It’s a wave—up and down, unpredictable, and rarely, if ever, consistent. And peace, that elusive state of being we all crave? It’s hardly any different. For most of us, peace doesn’t come as a complete package. It comes in bits and pieces, scattered across our days, moments, and contexts.