During our trip last week to the Mercy Ship campus, I was struck by all of the anchors. Thankfully it was just emotionally, not physically! I have seen them on previous trips but this time was different.
The main purpose of an anchor is to hold a ship in place. A place where it is meant to be. Held fast and secured. Without it, that ship would never be still. It would never rest. It would constantly be afloat.
My heart is a lot like that ship. And when I lose sight of my true anchor, I float.
Into Selfishness. Worry. Sharpness with my tongue. Coveting. All the places I shouldn’t be.
And then I remember my anchor and, humbly, reach up to hold fast.
Resting and Trusting.
Hebrews 6:19 reminds me that, “We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure.”
Jesus. My anchor in a world full of raging seas.