BeyondBecky

  The writer of Hebrews reminds us of something powerful — that our hope in Christ is an anchor. Not a temporary, makeshift one. But a divine, unshakable, firm and secure anchor for our souls. This verse always brings to mind the old hymn many of us grew up singing in church: 🎶 “We have an anchor that keeps the soul, Steadfast and sure while the billows roll, Fastened to the Rock which cannot move, Grounded firm and deep in the Savior’s love.” 🎶 Isn’t that beautiful? That even as the billows roll ( because they will )  we remain grounded in a Rock that cannot be moved. Storms Don’t Mean You’re Drifting... Let’s be honest — faith doesn’t stop the storm. But it does give you something to hold on to when the winds are wild. Being anchored in Christ doesn’t mean you won’t feel the pressure or the pull — it just means you won’t be pulled away . You might sway. You might cry. You might feel like you're about to tip over. But if your anchor is Christ, you're not going anywhe...

  As Easter draws near, I find myself pausing to reflect on the Cross, not as a symbol of sorrow alone, but of a love so fierce and freeing that it rewrote the course of humanity. The Cross was never an accident. It was always the plan. A place where justice met mercy, where wrath collided with grace. It was the ultimate declaration: You are loved. You are seen. You are worth it. In a world that often measures us by performance, the Cross reminds me that it is finished. Not earned. Not deserved. Just... given. Freely. Lavishly. Eternally. It humbles me. It heals me. It holds me. “But God demonstrates His own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” — Romans 5:8 (NIV) As the Swahili hymn so beautifully says: “Msalaba ndio asili ya mema, Nikatua mzigo hapo; Nina uzima, furaha daima, Njoni kafurahini papo.” English Translation : The Cross is the fountain of every good thing; I laid my burden there. I have life, I have everlasting j...