It happens every year without fail when spring and warmer weather is in the air or on the horizon. I begin to reminisce like crazy.
One my fondest memories is my love of walking the CSX railroad metal tracks which ran beside our three-room shanty on Evans Quarters. I’d walk them in solitude, like a circus tightrope walker. I could feel their soothing warmth penetrate the skin of my bare feet. I was in heaven, especially when I didn’t fall off. I’d actually gotten good enough to walk them backward. The trick was to discover your center of gravity and concentrate all your thoughts there.
Where is the spiritual center of gravity for Christians when life becomes like walking on a tightrope? How do you balance all the things in life, much-less what a single day can and will throw at you? How do you get through the wilderness without falling into the darkness of despair?
I made it my goal to pay closer attention to Jesus during this Lenten season because, in Jesus, I believe we have the greatest example of how to travel through the wilderness. How did Jesus do it knowing that he was journeying toward certain death in one of its cruelest forms, a Roman cross?
I know that your first response might be, “Jesus was the anointed one for God’s sake! He was the Son of God!” I believe all that is true, but lest we forget, Jesus was never immune to pain, suffering or anxiety. He is the Christ of the human road!
We see it when Jesus weeps at the grave of Lazarus; we hear in the garden of Gethsemane – “Lord, if it possible, let this cup pass from me, nevertheless not what I will but what you will.” We hear it from the cross – “My God, my God why have you forsaken me?”
From his baptism in the Jordan through the temptation in the wilderness and all along the journey to Jerusalem, up to the agony on the cross, Jesus’ soul was anchored in God. The spirit of God was his anchor. Thanks be to God that even in the midst of all he endured, Jesus’ center and focus was to do the will of God who sent him.
Again what is your spiritual center? We will never make it to Easter without one.
Today, I will not close with the usual poem, but with a song by H.L. Gilmour that reminds me that my soul must be anchored and that anchor is Jesus:
* “I’ve anchored my soul in the Haven of Rest,
I’ll sail the wide seas no more.
The tempest may sweep o’er the wild, stormy deep;
In Jesus, I’m safe evermore.
I yielded myself to His tender embrace,
Faith taking hold of His Word,
My fetters fell off and I anchored my soul!
The haven of rest is my Lord.”
Centered & Anchored,
*Haven of Rest
Words by Henry Lake Gilmour
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