Life-Anchor, hold me steady
When the storms I don't expect
Gently start in the whisper of the wind
And end up blowing furiously, one big deep wisp after another
Life-Anchor, hold me steady
When what is beautiful
Slowly falls apart and I cannot stop its destruction
Dreams dashed, relationships crumbled, leaving me hollow inside
Life-Anchor, hold me steady
When the darkest of nights fall around
When the fiercest of storms come my way
And I am left in the silence, in the rubble, in the pain
Life-Anchor, hold me steady
Like the woman at the well--a soul searcher
Needing to be made whole from the inside out
I come needing to drink of life-giving water
Life-Anchor, hold me steady
Who already paid the price for my freedom
On the cross where my stains were paid in full
Only hope and grace of the cross remain
Life-Anchor, hold me steady
For I am consumed and I need release
For this hole that reveals the scars in my heart
Can only be made full in the One who never leaves
Life-Anchor, hold me steady
For no pain, or struggle or sin can separate me
From finding the magnificent beauty and light
When I lay everything at the foot of the cross.
Life-Anchor.
1 comment:
Jerry,
Wow! The depth from which you've writen and the way you've poured out your soul leaves me feeling I've experienced something so beautiful and sacred. When we are being tossed about in the raging storms only one anchor will protect us. Hold tigthly, my friend.
How are you? You've been in my thoughts and prayers. Any time for coffee or lunch this coming week?
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