I grew up on the water. I learned to water-ski when I was four. My dad was still skiing in his sixties! As a kid, I loved to sit at the front of the boat, hands gripped to the sides, my nose stretched out far enough to just beat the front of the boat.
I learned young how to protect Daddy’s boat. Boats are not like cars, which stay put when you turn them off. When you are in the water, the boat is always moving. Even when it feels still, if you aren’t tied to the deck the boat will float away—even in the smoothest of waters.
The Bible is clear that there are two paths. I am following Jesus, or I am not. I am living the Spirit-filled life or I am being influenced by something else. I am allowing God to permeate and affect every area of my life, or I am holding the control in my own hands. There is no in-between in the Kingdom of God.
I am tied to the deck, or I am drifting away.
Even if it is just because I fell asleep and let go of the rope; without intentionality I drift.
The Anchored Life
We can learn much from the blessed man of Psalm 1.
He walked intentionally.
The blessed man is intentional to not just run away from God, but pays attention to where he is walking, standing and sitting.
He treasured the Word.
The written word of God brought this man delight.
It is a pleasure to get a pedicure. I love getting to sleep in. My two-raw-sugar-no-foam-with-whip-latte is a treat. A facial? Yes, please! These are all things that being me physical pleasure. Though, I must ask myself: Do I delight in God as much as these?
He was well-watered.
Blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord, whose trust is the Lord. He is like a tree planted by water, that sends out its roots by the stream and does not fear when heat comes, for its leaves remain green, and is not anxious in the year of drought, for it does not cease to bear fruit (Jeremiah 17:7-8 ESV)
His way was known.
I am the good shepherd. I know my own and my own know me (John 10:14 ESV)
What a confidence in life, to know that I am known and still loved. Why would I ever want to let go of the only One who knows all there is to know about me—yet still pursues me?
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