I’m not sleeping well these days. At least not at night. Now during the afternoon, you might find me taking a short nap to catch up on some much needed sleep.

It was still dark as I made my way down the hall to the kitchen. I thought for sure I would have slept a little better, perhaps a bit longer. Even before I got to the kitchen, I heard the words in my head, ““You have an anchor. I will hold you firm through this storm too.”

Hitting the button to turn the coffee pot on, I headed to the family room and opened my Bible:

“We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure.” (Hebrews 6:19, NIV)

An anchor – a device designed to restrict movement, especially when the environment is fluid.

I am not sure there has been a time in my life thus far when circumstances have been so unstable and constantly changing. “Fluid” is the word our government officials constantly us to describe the unfolding pandemic.

Scripture tells us we have an anchor, the means by which to restrict our movement. We are being held in place so that we don’t drift away or shift from the truth.

The words from a Lent devotional, “From Ashes to Glory” lay opened before me:

“I grow weary, waiting
knuckle nerves firing
pain as I grasp that thin rope
as those frayed ends
my cries to You sound
childish, weak, nail scratching
on chalkboard
and You, are not surprised
or annoyed when I call
no, You long for my coming
your answer today, like yesterday
hold on, as if I would seek comfort
elsewhere, I hold on, and on
to You. “

“Hold on”. We have an Anchor. Oh, that we would hold onto our Anchor. May we not seek comfort or answers from elsewhere.

When this chaos lasts longer than we would like (and it may), on those days we want to go hug our loves ones (and we will), may we hold onto the One who has never distanced Himself from us.

“Hold on”.
We have an Anchor for our souls.

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