When I was a little girl I would goof around with my uncles. We had a lot of fun. Sometimes they would pick me up and toss me around or let me ride on their shoulders.

I remember during one phase of my childhood, I would dare them to pick me up. I was convinced I could “make myself heavy” so they wouldn’t be able to lift me. I stood with my feet wide and my knees bent a little and basically just thought about being really solid and heavy. They would pretend to struggle. But in the end they always succeeded.

I know now that I can’t make myself heavier just by standing a certain way or thinking solid thoughts. If I don’t want to be moved, I need something else to help weigh me down or tie me in place.

This is especially noticeable when I go scuba diving. It’s impossible for me to stay below the surface at all without the help of a weight belt. And when I’m down there, the weight belt helps me be heavy enough not to be pushed and tossed around by the current.

“Be alert, stand firm in the faith, be courageous, be strong.”
‭‭1 Corinthians‬ ‭16‬:‭13‬ ‭CSB‬‬

God wants me to be strong and stand firm. He wants me to “be heavy” and unmovable in my faith. But He also knows there’s nothing I can do by myself to accomplish this. I need Him to be my anchor, my weight belt in life’s strong currents.

There are a lot of things in this world trying to knock me over or turn me upside down or change my direction. If I hang on to God I can be heavy enough to stay on the right course — one of love and generosity and humility and truth.

Dear God,

Thank you for being my anchor when things around me feel so confusing. Without you I am loose and untethered, drifting along with whatever current is strongest around me. Remind me to hold on tight to you. Thank you for your strength and consistency.