There was a minister in Switzerland, sixty-four years old and near retirement, who began to question his life and his beliefs about God. As he did so, he started having many doubts about himself and his concepts of reality. He became so depressed that he decided to put God on the shelf and get a substitute minister. Attending the local pub became his major activity. A few days after all these changes had begun, a message came from a woman in his parish saying that her husband had just died. She lived just two doors away, and the minister immediately went to her home. He knew exactly what to say because he had been in this situation many times before. However, just as he began to open his mouth, a little voice inside said, "Say nothing; just think the word peace." About five minutes went by, and as he started to give his talk again, he received the same message. An hour went by, and finally the wife began to speak. She said that she could not understand what was happening. Her husband was dead in bed and she was experiencing more peace than she had ever felt before in her life. He told her that he also was experiencing peace as never before. He felt for the first time that he knew what the peace of God was.