Time is flying by and another weekend is hurtling towards me yet it doesn’t seem like a week since I last wrote. We’ve had a week of continual heavy rain, strong winds and generally miserable weather. Storms and sunshine, grey skies and blue ones, typical April weather.
That’s much like life, life with its ups and downs, the eternal roller coaster some of us never seem to get off. Life feels like a bad soap opera and the parts we play keep changing.
It has been a week like that for our family, serious illness has struck, others are undergoing powerful toxic treatment and then there was the death of a beloved pet. It seemed as if the storm clouds of life had emptied themselves over us and we were being blown all over the place.
So what’s your port in the storm, what anchors hold you when the gales are lashing your little boat? In the midst of the crisis the other night my granddaughter sent me a message from her phone asking me to get everyone to pray as a family member had been rushed to hospital. I did just that and asked our church to join in.
The reassurance that others were sharing the burden helped my granddaughter to settle, she knew who she could turn to and whom she could trust to handle the big things that were happening.
I am happy to say that progress is being made on all fronts and recovery is happening slowly but surely. People around me know I pray about everything and I don’t make a secret of that. I don’t know how I would cope if I didn’t have that to turn to. They sometimes put their faith in my faith and ask me to say one for them, or to “do my doings” as one friend puts it!
One thing is for sure, the storm won’t last for ever, it will pass sometime. There will be other storms and other crises but there will always be one anchor for me.
Jesus calmed the storm His disciples found themselves in, in the middle of one wild, dark night. When it looked as if the boat would sink and they would perish they woke Him up, scared and anxious. He simply said, “Peace, be still”.
I need Him to calm my storms, to stop the waves crashing over my boat, to be with me when I’m scared and anxious. He promises never to leave me or forsake me. It doesn’t mean there won’t be hard times ahead but it does mean I know there will always be my Anchor with me.
When we are faced with doubt and difficulty and fear clutches at us, we can cry out and ask for help. The Stiller of storms hasn’t lost His touch. He’s waiting to hear from you. The words of this old hymn say it well.
Will your anchor hold in the storms of life,
When the clouds unfold their wings of strife?
When the strong tides lift and the cables strain,
Will your anchor drift, or firm remain?
We have an anchor that keeps the soul
Steadfast and sure while the billows roll,
Fastened to the Rock which cannot move,
Grounded firm and deep in the Savior’s love