Nothing is certain in this life.
My expectation that babies should be born into thriving health was buried with my beautiful granddaughter, Molly, who died at only 7 days old.
My assumption that good, not perfect, parenting blanketed with generous prayers would produce well adjusted young adults died when our prodigal left home, abused drugs and lived on the streets for a time.
Joblessness. Suffering. Theft—these also were not listed on my agenda for my children.
Though I wake up every day with a to-do list, the truth is that I—all of us, actually—“do not know what tomorrow will bring” (James 4:14). Our uncertain world is experiencing certain “birth pains” (Matthew 24:8) in the form of natural disasters and the increasing upsurges of terrorism, war, disease and a spreading evil, like clawing fingers.
In my mind, the words substance, mountain and anchor all speak to One who is immoveable and weighty—the densest of ballasts that fixes my soul even when the earth roils and sways. Did you know that this symbol of an anchor has symbolized Christian hope since the time of Christ? How I need the assurance of hope that all will be made right one day—that the impenetrable Rock of Christ will steady my faith when life sends trouble and uncertainty my way.
May your day be steadily governed by peace that comes from a soul-level knowledge that the Anchor of our faith, Jesus—the Unshakable One—cannot be moved.
I invite you to learn more about why Jesus is our anchor in His Savior Names, our 2014 Adorenaments.