The Anchor Hold
The Anchor Hold
Now that the cargo: < issue of life>
Has now loaded on the dock, voyage destination, vessel 227 filled; and
Set for sail.
By Faith alone.
The ship By Faith alone departed:
The Captain warns clouds gather,
storm ahead, and calm winds become relentless.
By Faith alone.
Batter, tatter, and torn.
Through long, dark, cold, ruthless nights.
Ferocious sharks, motion around;
for any scent of blood.
By Faith alone.
Facing the raging sea;
By Faith alone.
Watch as though life was in the hands of another commander; vision and dreams drenched and slipping through the palm of the hands.
By Faith alone.
It’s in the storms of life that God is with us.
God for us, nothing can come against us.
That’s when God proves His love for us.
Despite the storm.
By Faith alone.
The Anchor Holds
There's always Hope
