Anchor ~ Skillet
Swirling, pulling, dragging me down, the waves are
churning all around. Fear and anxiety bind my arms and legs, sucking me down
and down in a whirlpool of worry. I have
taken my eyes off of my Lord—off of my Jesus. I’m so sorry. Sorry I made the
fear and circumstances higher than You. Forgive me. Like a flash of light,
His anchor of hope is thrust into the water, breaking up the ties that bind me.
I am freed and grab hold of Him, my Anchor of Hope. Holding tightly, the Anchor
is hoisted from the churning seas. As I cling tightly to my Anchor, I see the
storm rage on all around—the clouds black as night, the seas churning and
swirling, the waves slapping, the rains driving—but I am kept safe. I cling to
my Anchor, my Love, my Hope, my Father, who is strong, firm, and steadfast.
When we take our eyes off of Jesus—even but a moment—we
can get caught up in the waves of worry and the riptides of fear and anxiety
which eventually suck us into a whirlpool, dragging us down, down until we are
lost. But turning our hearts back to Jesus, we can hold to His hope and peace.
If you’ve been caught by the whirlpool of worry with fear and anxiety binding
you, turn your heart and your eyes back toward your Anchor of Hope, cling to
Him, and He will lift you from the sea.
We who have run for
our very lives to God have every reason to grab the promised hope with both
hands and never let go. It’s an unbreakable spiritual lifeline, reaching past
all appearances right to the very presence of God where Jesus, running on ahead
of us, has taken up his permanent post as high priest for us ~ Hebrews 6:18-20
MSG
©Heather Potts 2020
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