Much of life can feel akin to being lost at sea.
Without the Anchor who holds fast, the unknown, the stormy horizons, and the wily beasts are too much to bear.
Some choose to drown in hopelessness.
We all, at times, rage against the sea and storms...thrashing about in the water, tiring ourselves and traveling nowhere.
The only rest is found floating in grace, in surrender and trust.
Commit.
Lean.
Hope.
"We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure..." Heb 6:19a
If the soul is anchored, the physical body and emotions can weather many storms. Foundation secure. Future set. Heart and hope fixed.
