One of the highlights of my week is my weekly online get-together with my friends to study the Bible. We each study inductively during the week, me in Auckland, New Zealand and they in the United States. Then we discuss our insights when we meet online midweek. Our leader is an excellent teacher of the Word who teaches with warmth, thoroughness and creativity.
This year we are studying the book of Hebrews and Diane, one of the discussion group leaders, wrote this poem as she reflected on this verse from Hebrews 6.
"We have this hope as an anchor for the soul." Hebrews 6:19
I was extremely encouraged by Diane’s imagery and choice of words and so I asked her if I could share it here.
Do take time to read and reflect on it. If you can, grab a cup of tea, your Bible, and a journal and find a spot on your balcony or garden, with a gentle breeze!
The Anchor for My Soul
By Diane Grossenbacher
I am a broken vessel
I often lose my way
Off course I sometimes find myself
To You I humbly pray.
I drift, I fear, I worry
When storms come in my path
When I rely upon myself
It only brings me wrath.
Grateful that I know You,
My High Priest and my God
I need not worry in the storms
To others this is odd.
You are the one I long for
My life You want to grip
You’re steadfast and unshakable
The Captain of my ship.
You’re the rudder with direction
Of this I can rely
I trust in you with all my heart
My needs you will supply.
When my sails have been torn
I quickly drift to You
You are the rock I stand upon
Because I know You’re true.
Promises to Abraham
You cannot tell a lie
You know the inmost of my heart
Of that I can’t deny.
You’ll guard my soul until the end
Salvation is assured
One day I will be heaven bound
My walk with Christ matured.
I am a new creation,
You have made me whole
Thank you, Lord, for all you do
You’re the anchor for my soul.
(Inspired by Hebrews 6)
Photo by Chris Lawton on Unsplash
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Thank you for sharing the great promise and the lovely poem. I am going through a stormy period and know that
Jesus is my anchor, but sometimes it does not feel real. This poem is so full of reassurance.