Pam brought a jar of buttons to writing
group. She poured the buttons out on the table. We could pick any button
to write about for 10 minutes. For the next few days, I'll share our
button stories.
The Anchor by Brianna Renshaw
After discussing the ways God preserves us, I couldn’t help
but zero in on the big black button with the imprint of an anchor. What better
symbol for God’s steadfast presence in our lives? Adrift in a stormy sea of
guilt and grief, it was God who anchored me; who gave me strength and solace.
Sometimes in the midst of distress and turmoil, I flail
about gasping for air and reaching out for a lifeline without realizing that
I’m safely anchored to God.
I’m never adrift. God is always my anchor. When sadness, despair
and grief threaten to drown me, God is there – a strong sturdy presence to
steady me and keep me afloat. His word, His love, and His power all preserve me
as I navigate the the ups and downs of life.
Love this reminder, Brianna. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful analogy! As a button hoarder, I enjoy looking at them and seeing their designs. Now I will look at them again--this time with God as the Great Designer.
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