“Cling to the Lord your God just as you have done to this day. For the Lord has driven out before you great and strong nations. And as for you, no man has been able to stand before you to this day. One man of you puts to flight a thousand, since it is the Lord your God who fights for you, just as he promised you. Be very careful, therefore, to love the Lord your God.” “Test everything; hold fast what is good.” “Since then we have a great high priest who has passed through the heavens, Jesus, the Son of God, let us hold fast our confession. Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for he who promised is faithful.” Joshua 23:8-11; 1 Thessalonians 5:21; Hebrews 4:14; 10:23
The green Gulf had whipped topping this morning, dotted with cherry balls that bobbed as the wind pulled them aslant from the pots tethered beneath. Concentrating on keeping my own balance, I wondered at their tenacity, the fidelity of their knotted connections to their raison d’être. No matter the weather, they would stay put so the fishermen could find their quarry.
These styrofoam spheres have a lot on us humans. They submit to their craftsmen, and perform their duty with diligence, without complaining. They don’t fly or flee in tempest, they hold tight in current and pull, simply doing what they were made to do with cheerful color.
But we? Our proud nature chafes against our Sovereign’s control, and resists being tied tight to another’s will. When rough waters stress and manhandle our comfort, we want to escape to quiet seas and smooth sailing. Our natural penchant deters us from learning the rest that comes when we cling to our Captain and Victor. It can dissuade us from true lasting good when we choose what is good (and feels good) for me- now. It can twist solid belief and clear confession into the mud of fluctuating ‘truth,’ what seems to work for the present.
The freedom that comes in holding on, in glad submission to our Maker and what He made us to be and do, is unlike any self-imposed bondage. But it takes letting go, a step of faith, and then another, to test and feel secure on the tether. What anxiety or trepidation is keeping me from releasing my will and holding on to Jesus? There is no fear, no hypothetical, no loss, that His love will not cover and vanquish. What area of pride is preventing me from saying, “Thy will be done”? Only God’s way is perfect; He is the unique source of salvation, light, and safety. (Psalm 18:27-30; Luke 22:42; 1 John 4:18)
So hold on, dear one! Though winds rage, cling to Jesus, the anchor for your soul!
Lord my God who upholds me, may I not let go but cling to Thee. No matter the cold tempestuous sea, when Thee I hold, secure I’ll be. (Psalm 63:8)