I turned 32 in January and I have fought my own share of battles. Battles that people ten years older will quake at the magnitude of what I have been through. Sometimes I tease myself, calling myself an old soul. There have been moments I have told God that I was too young to be going through this or that. But what kept me sane, what kept me pushing on when the only thing I wanted to do was have a pity party, was the fact that one day, I was going to wake up and all of this would be over. Instead of questions, I would have answers.
This hope was not anchored on the fact that I could take myself out of whatever storm I was in at that moment. No, that hope was anchored on the fact that I am a child of God, the One to whom all power in heaven and on earth belong. I am the daughter of Jesus Christ, who came here on earth, lived as a man, was not conquered by the world but conquered the world. That is Whose I am, and that singular, eternal fact keeps me anchored through the storms of life.
This hope in the person of who God is, what He can do, what He has done, and what He will do is an anchor for our souls. Now, this anchor does not break under pressure, this anchor is not human-made, it is not weak today and strong tomorrow. It is sure and steadfast. It can be trusted. Our God is a bulwark of strength that has never been shaken, cannot be shaken, and will never be shaken.
Jesus has overcome for us. Jesus, who has tasted trials, tribulations, and sufferings and has overcome, and He is our anchorI. In our storms, we are anchored to God, who cannot fail us. We strengthen and remind ourselves of Whom we are anchored to by daily feeding on His Word. Our hope is in the fulfillment of God’s promises concerning our lives, so we keep in step with His Word, daily communing with Him through prayers and in fellowship with like-minded believers.
I have a seven-month old son, and when I look at the pictures and videos of him when he was just a few weeks old, I am in awe of how much he has grown. He is growing and is stronger because he was fed and he decided to feed when nursed. If he did not feed it wouldn’t stop him from being my son, but he would not thrive. It’s the same with our relationship with God. Jesus has gone ahead of us and secured a hope that cannot be shaken. But because of our frailty as humans, we tend to forget this hope when the storms of life beat against us. So when we daily look into His Word, we are reminded of Whom we have been anchored to, and that keeps our hope alive.
May your hope always be alive.
Shalom,
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