The waves are getting choppier than ever. Decisions from the past are coming back with a bite. Pressure mounts on many sides. But then, the real question is, am I still following you, Lord?
So long as I am, it doesn’t really matter. I’m dropping anchor under the least favorable of circumstances, or so it seems. What the world sees, I see. But what only eyes of faith can see, do they see? No, they cannot. Only the yielded heart knows the voice of One calling even in winds of constant change.
Yeshua, you are my anchor. Apart from you I have no security, and apart from you,
I have no good thing. Psalm 16:2