The Land of Peace

I desire to dwell in the land called Peace...
the place where the rolling hills are made of hope,
where the air is a tangible substance called faith,
a land where Your essence waters my heart,
where trust causes the fruit to grow.
I desire to not simply visit the land of Peace every once in a while... I want to live here.
But when I begin to explore this new land I constantly find uncharted places... dark scary places... places that need Peace.
On every boarder of the land of Peace their are armies waiting to disrupt and plunder.
Their are raiding parties that come to steal, kill, and destroy.
The Keeper of the Peace is a Man of War.
He laughs in the face of His enemies keeping them away.
He expands Peace every time the land is attacked.
Nothing surprises Him... nothing catches this Mighty Man off guard.
He is the Maker of Peace... but not the kind you think... He uses the sword.
Men of Peace often are forced to bring war.