For Cynthia — my anchor when the waves come crashing.
This morning, a conversation stirred something familiar in me.
I found myself explaining how certain places or seasons have made me feel unsafe.
Fear has followed me like an undercurrent for much of my life.
It’s hard to put into words.
Not panic. Not constant dread.
Just a quiet sense of vigilance—always bracing, always watching.
And yet, alongside that fear, there is another truth that has never let go of me:
God has always provided.
I’ve watched Him open doors I never expected.
I’ve seen Him make a way where none seemed possible.
Through every storm, He has been my anchor.
Still, even with that truth rooted deep in my spirit, fear is something I have to surrender again and again.
Last night, I talked with Cynthia.
She’s walking through something heavy right now, and it hurts to see her hurting.
She’s one of the strongest, most compassionate people I know—someone who pours herself out for others without hesitation.
It’s painful to witness how people sometimes treat her unfairly, as if trying to dim the light she carries. She doesn’t deserve that.
No one does.
I wish I could shield her from it all.
But I know what I can do.
I can pray.
I can remind her who she truly is.
I can remind her she is not alone.
Later that night, I heard the song “Anchor” by Skillet, and it struck something deep within me.
I instantly thought of the anchor tattoo on my foot—the one paired with a crashing wave.
That tattoo hurt more than I expected.
There were moments during the session when I wanted to tap out and come back another day.
The pain was intense.
But something in me knew I needed to finish.
That pain became part of the meaning.
Because faith isn’t pain-free.
Getting that anchor etched into my skin wasn’t just about the symbol—it was a declaration:
God is my anchor.
He holds me steady when life feels out of control.
The wave beside it carries its own meaning, too.
It always brings to mind another song that has walked with me through fear: “Peace Be Still” by Hope Darst.
There’s a line that says, “Even when my eyes can’t see, I will trust the voice that speaks. Peace, be still.”
I’ve clung to that truth in more moments than I can count.
I believe Jesus still speaks peace over chaos.
Just like the storm on the sea—when He stood and said, “Peace. Be still.”
And the waves had no choice but to listen.
I need that peace.
And I trust that His authority still holds today.
Another song woven into this story is “Oceans (Where Feet May Fail)” by Hillsong United.
It is a song that has accompanied me through anxiety.
It has also been with me through transition and the unknown.
“You called me out upon the waters… the great unknown.”
That lyric reminds me that faith doesn’t promise comfort.
It calls for trust.
And trust always requires surrender.
I’ve always been an anxious soul.
Trusting God into unfamiliar territory hasn’t come naturally.
But every time I take a step, He shows me He’s already there.
I’ve also noticed something else: when my trust grows, resistance often follows.
Distractions arise. Circumstances tighten.
People or situations try to shake my footing.
I’m learning to recognize those moments for what they are.
Instead of retreating, I’m choosing to keep walking.
Even when my legs are shaking, I keep moving forward.
Music has always been part of how God steadies me.
These songs—Anchor, Peace Be Still, Oceans—they return me to truth.
They remind me of a God who never leaves, who steadies my soul, who commands even the waves.
And the tattoo on my foot?
It’s more than ink.
It’s my testimony in motion—
walking proof that pain and peace can exist side by side.
Today, I dedicate these reflections to Cynthia.
She has been my anchor more times than she knows.
Even in her own storm, she continues to pour strength into others.
I hope these words remind her—and anyone reading—that we are not alone in the waves.
We are held.
We are loved.
And we are going to be okay.
Even when the storm is loud, God is louder.
🎶 Songs That Inspired This Reflection
- Anchor — Skillet
- Peace Be Still — Hope Darst
- Oceans (Where Feet May Fail) — Hillsong United
- (Bonus: Cynthia’s healing Tool songs—because sometimes music speaks when words fall short.)
📖 Scripture Anchor
“We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure.” — Hebrews 6:19
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