(A re-post during a time of troubled water)
I have always loved the movement of the ocean. In my college years I took sailing as an elective class. The more waves there were the more I enjoyed the ride and the challenge. Thankfully, I have never had a problem with sea-sickness, unlike some members of my family! During those classes I always had the teacher with me and we would only go out in fair weather. There was no need for an anchor to ride out a storm or keep us immobile.
Would that my life would be the same kind of smooth sailing! Instead, the water is often choppy and the skies threatening. The ride is not always so pleasant. With disturbing news comes all kinds of movement. Everything seems to spin out of control and one’s only thought at a time like that is to hold on tight.
The problem comes when I hold on tight to something that moves. God does not. My own “can do” attitude or my own positive thoughts are not stable. My emotions are all over the place! Support and understanding from friends can disappoint. They are well meaning but not consistent. There is only one true source of stability in my life; my Heavenly Father. Our verse for today reminds me that with His presence at my right hand, I will not be moved.
He is my hope and the anchor of my soul (Hebrews 6:19). He does not lie and He will do what He has promised to do. My Anchor is sure and steadfast. The water may continue to be choppy and the skies threatening, but my Anchor will hold me steady. Lord, keep me holding on!