An Anchoring Hope

Hebrews 6:19 This hope is a strong and trustworthy anchor for our souls. It leads us through the curtain into God's inner sanctuary.  Hebrews 2:1 We must pay the most careful attention, therefore, to what we have heard, so that we do not drift away. My husband, Clark, and I had the wonderful privilege of taking a group of students to the British Virgin Islands for their Senior Spring Break last April.  It was one of those trips of a lifetime: breathtaking scenery, a respite from technology, and a sensation of peace that passes all understanding. During our trip, I had a unique opportunity to talk with these kids about their futures. They were all standing on the threshold of their last summer as children before walking through the doorway to their next season into adulthood. We spent time talking about what it is that anchors them, as our own boats were tied to a buoy or anchored out in a cove. I mentioned to them that without a bracing anchor of faith they would drift. They would be cast about by the inevitable storms and waves that sift through life. Their surest anchor is in the hope provided by a God who loves them no matter which way the tides ebb and flow. The Creator who paints each wave and commands the calm seas also provides Himself to us as an anchor to grasp in the midst of choppy waters. The beauty of having a boat equipped with an anchor is that we were able not just to travel from excursion to excursion but to do so without worry of passing the spot where we needed to park to enjoy our time. An anchor didn’t hold us back. It allowed us to enjoy our time to the fullest. An anchoring faith, in the same way, won’t hold your life back, but rather it will provide the freedom to move hopefully from season to season without fear of casually drifting by your port of call. In between bouts of laughter so deep that our sides hurt and intimate moments of life giving truths, I watched these precious young souls bask in the sunshine and prepare themselves for a future that will assuredly carry its fair days of clouds. My prayer is that they – and you – would know that there is a God who loves us. That He has a plan. We are not simply flotsam and jetsam, randomly battered about by the seas of our lives.