December 29, 2021
Life is uncertain not always the same.
It’s constantly changing and hard to explain.
It’s fruitless to dwell on how things might have been,
To dwell on what’s happened, the past way back then.
The present and future we mold, we can shape,
But changes will come that we cannot escape.
Surrounded by changes some small, others vast,
The present is fleeting, a blink and it’s past.
An anchor to steady our boat in the storm,
To keep us afloat when the waves threaten harm,
Brings peace in the midst of the winds in a gale.
In the calm of the morning, we’ll once again sail.
God’s Son is the anchor to keep us afloat.
He’s willing and able to steady our boat.