The Anchor of My Soul


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My little ship sailed calmly on the sea, engulfed in stillness ‘neath a clear, blue sky.

My soul was lifted up in grateful praise for life, and love, and blessings from on high.

What wonder this, to sail beneath His flag, to launch my boat in service to the King!

Commissioned to my voyage by His Own hand, my heart with cheerful confidence could sing.


But suddenly the sun was hid from view, and dark, foreboding storm clouds filled the air.

Within an instant, warmth and light were gone, and icy winds replaced the breezes fair.

E’er long a fierce and raging storm arose, unleashing all its fury on my boat.

My tiny craft was tossed by crashing waves—I feared I could no longer stay afloat!


My heart with bitter, angry questions swelled; my prayer became a desperate demand:

Should one who serves the Lord of wind and waves receive such frightful treatment from His hand?

Should not His love ensure a voyage safe?  Would He so careless be toward His own?

Was this my end, to perish in the sea, while sailing in the service of His throne?


Then one thin ray of light shot from above and gleamed upon an object lying near.

Why, ‘twas an anchor I’d forgot was there!  Its very presence broke the grip of fear!

With all my strength I threw it overboard.  I felt it holding fast and gripping sure—

In spite of raging winds and tossing waves, my little boat was steady and secure!


The anchor?  It was just a simple word that Christ had spoken e’er I left the shore:

“My child,” He’d said, “Let’s get aboard the ship, for to the other side we must pass o’er.”

Before my journey’s done, more storms will come—no matter, for my journey’s end is clear!

Nor does my peace require a placid sea--His presence in my boat dispels my fear!


During this difficult time, may your soul remain steadfast in God.


And the same day, when the even was come, He saith unto them, Let us pass over unto the other side.  And when they had sent away the multitude, they took Him even as He was in the ship.  . . . And there arose a great storm of wind, and the waves beat into the ship, so that it was now full.  And He was in the hinder part of the ship, asleep on a pillow:  and they awake Him, and say unto Him, Master, carest Thou not that we perish?  And He arose, and rebuked the wind, and said unto the sea, Peace be still.  And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm.  And He said unto them, Why are ye so fearful?  How is it that ye have no faith?  And they feared exceedingly, and said one to another, What manner of man is this, that even the wind and the sea obey Him?  Mark 4:35-41


. . . God made promise to Abraham, . . . saying, Surely blessing I will bless thee . . . .  Wherein God, willing more abundantly to shew unto the heirs of promise the immutability of His counsel, confirmed it by an oath:  That by two immutable things, in which it was impossible for God to lie, we might have a strong consolation, who have fled for refuge to lay hold upon the hope set before us:  Which hope we have as an anchor of the soul, both sure and steadfast . . . .  Hebrews 6:13-14, 17-19


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