Amy's 'momentary trouble'

Amy had a really good day. She ate well, went to Brittany’s tennis match and even walked half way around the block to visit a neighbor. And get this…she even attempted to make supper! If she wouldn’t have grabbed a handle that was too hot and singed her hand, she would have finished too!

Your boat’s been battered and swamped and the sails have taken a beating. The storm has past, you’ve ridden it out and now you’re in calm waters. What do you do now? Do you say ‘Whew! We made it!’ and carry on your merry way? Do you say ‘Wow! That was exhausting!’ and go take a rest? Or do you pick yourself up and get to work checking out the boat? Checking for leaks, bailing out the water, checking the sails for rips and tears, making sure that the boat is sea worthy. If you were any type of experienced sailor at all you would be doing the later because you know it’s just a matter of time before another storm crosses the horizon. This is where Amy and I are at in this journey, we’ve weathered yet another storm and now we’re on calm waters and as we together inspect our ‘boat’, we pay special attention to the one piece of equipment that saved our lives and kept our boat from being dashed upon the rocks, that is our anchor. The anchor is our faith; heavy and firmly secure, it keeps us from floating aimlessly and running aground. In C. H. Spurgeon’s book, ‘Finding Peace In Life’s Storms’ he says, "..The anchor is necessary. The person, who is easily moved and believes one thing today and another thing tomorrow, is fickle. Our God has provided us with an anchor to hold us securely so that we will not be shipwrecked, to keep us in peace, to prevent us form losing ground, and to enable us to remain faithful and useful. The purposes are the result of God’s kindness and wisdom toward us. Let us bless the Lord who has so graciously cares for us.”

The next storm may have nothing to do with Amy or with her cancer, but life being the way it is, eventually a storm will come and we want to make sure we’re as ready for it as we can be.

On Christ the solid rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.

This is Amy's story as seen and told by me – V