Rock or Anchor . . . ?

I've been debating this for awhile, but the more I think about it, I'll take the anchor any day. Why? Because an anchor is a device that keeps somebody or something in place, provides a sense of stability. Yes, a rock is solid, but it doesn't do what the anchor does, and it can crumble or roll away. I'm honored when someone says I'm a rock, but to be an anchor is the ultimate!

I could add much more to this chain,

but what you see are the most important.

I've had a few anchors in my lifetime . . . my parents, a few good friends (who are still there), my cats, Ben, and lastly . . . me. Me? Yup, there comes a time when a person needs to depend on oneself. Sometimes, I attempt to drag it around, but try as I might, the flukes put the brakes on. The flukes represent my conscience and sense of loyalty. The chain I loop through the shackle is my faith.

I know . . . you're asking how I come up with some of these blogs, yes? The back deck. Don't know what it is about that place, but it has a way of turning my wheels and making sure the cogs are aligned. I guess it's the only place where I really rest. One thought leads to another. I'm thinking it's the months traveling by, warning me that I only have one crack at doing this thing called life the right way, while I'm still young. There have been a few slips along the way, but the anchor held.


It all started with promising Ben I'd fill his seat in church. As I've said before, I wasn't always a good attendee, but it really does grow on you. Yes, I still question things, but I have a greater sense of peace, a kinder, gentler soul. I know that doesn't work for some and, actually, I'm still working on it. It's a "work in progress" as they say, and if you know who "they" are, please let me know!


And ask yourself . . . do you have rocks? Or anchors? A few of each is okay. :)