When you feel overwhelmed by
the rush of cold water around you,
I will be your anchor.
When the darkness below tries
to pull you under,
I will be your anchor.
When the winds catch your sail,
and threaten to toss you
to a scary destination,
I will be your anchor,
keeping you attached –
tethered to the strength
I have given you.
Life will push you about,
bring changes and dangers.
No one can avoid this,
for each of us has our own
path of peril
through which to pass
and learn from the passing.
None of this is to be taken personally – except
God’s promises to be in the muck with us.
We are like trees with roots that run deep,
roots that hold us up in the storms.
We fall over when the roots
are allowed to decay.
God says, Stay tethered to me.
I will be your anchor, your root.
Hang on to me –
and never let go.
Copyright© Cynthia Cady Stanton, 2018
Becoming and Beholding 