The beautiful voice of Kim Walker echoes through my house, as my ipod sits on it's speaker dock in our kitchen. Little does she know, wherever she is, her words are speaking my heart.
I sometimes daydream. I daydream that I can run away, just me and my husband, kids and dog. We run away somewhere where it's always warm and sunny. Some place where money never runs out and no one gets upset. Where there's no frustration, no pressure. To a place where we can laugh, and dream, and love, and have no worries. Nice daydream, huh?
While I realize this is not realistic, it's nice to daydream. :)
And yet here we are. It's easy to take our focus off of where God has us, and think of other things. There is so much to distract us. To discourage us. To take us off course. So many waves.
Last night we had a date night. Such a rare thing for us, sad to say. And somehow, in the midst of our dinner, we had the idea to go get tattoos together. I'm sure I had nothing to do with the idea. Ok, maybe I had the idea first. But I did not twist any arms, I assure you.
I felt led to get an anchor. I saw a picture of one a while back, with the words, "I refuse to sink." So I got a small anchor on my foot. It hurt ALOT, by the way, but I am thankful for my choice, because it will be a great reminder that though things will come my way, and distractions will come, discouragement will come, I will not sink. He is my anchor, I do not anchor myself.
Today I was having one of those "moments", where I beat myself up. And my husband looked at me, and said, "Just keep swimming." I remembered the anchor, and looked down at my foot.
And so I suck it up, shake off the dust, say a little prayer, and just keep swimming.
Just keep swimming. I am gonna do just that.
