Life's Twin Anchors
Our days may come to seventy years, or eighty, if our strength endures; yet the best of them are but trouble and sorrow, for they quickly pass, and we fly away. (Psalm 90:12)
Maybe you actually do skipper a vessel upon quiet waters? Could you raise your voice aloft and sing, my life is sailing on a serene Caribbean in a pleasure yacht - could you raise a chorus in support?
Even if you have been cruising the Seven seas, an anchor remains 'a must have'. (Although I suspect we all feel life is navigated around, or even in the gusts of The Bermuda Triangle.)
Whether at peace or in distress, boats and humans alike require anchoring. They then won't drift in the calm, nor be toppled in the storm.
Satan seeks to dislodge anchors and tear boats from their moorings during life's tempests.
There are two truth anchors (twins if you like) already dropped beneath my ocean's floor. These truth forged anchors are not to be dislodged all my season for the Son, under the sun:
- my days are fleeting, so as with the Psalmist I choose to number my finite days aright - for storms must die.
- even when the waves become tsunamis, (as with Job) I refuse to attribute blame to God. I will not weigh my anchor and choose to believe ill of Him. His loving goodness remains my stronghold, regardless of how loud the gales yell, or how hard the driven rains pound.
There is no sea to sail where storms are absent, but there is a place without storms I am now moored to.
Don't weigh your options - sink your anchors of truth so deep that hell's blasts can't even see them.
“The challenge in Eden was to stay in obedience, the challenge since Eden is to move into obedience.”
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