My arms flew up to catch myself, crunching plastic splintered, I yelped in pain. Propped against the bathtub trying to grasp what just happened, “Where am I?’ escaped my lips. My attempts to regain reality were thwarted when I opened my eyes my whole world twirled. Desperate for my bed I crawled futilely attempting not to move my head, I inched toward what I hoped was sanctuary.
“What is going on?” were my last voiced thoughts. I miraculously drifted back to sleep.
The pain in my hand startled me awake; I prayed it was all a weird dream. As I rolled over to sit-up, I almost crashed onto the floor. My inner ear the (vestibular system) no longer had a true north or anchor. My body was unable to determine what was upright and what was sideways. With my eyes open, I could walk but the room spun, so fast the nausea was overwhelming. If I shut my eyes, the nausea was better but I could not walk straight.
I cried out to the Lord, “Make it stop!!” After a few minutes (okay maybe hours) I realized it was not going to stop and cried out with a new understanding, “What are You trying to teach me, and let me receive it quickly I need to function!”
Hebrews 6:17-20 (AMP)
17 In the same way God, in His desire to show to the heirs of the promise the unchangeable nature of His purpose, intervened and guaranteed it with an oath, 18 so that by two unchangeable things [His promise and His oath] in which it is impossible for God to lie, we who have fled [to Him] for refuge would have strong encouragement and indwelling strength to hold tightly to the hope set before us. 19 This hope [this confident assurance] we have as an anchor of the soul [it cannot slip and it cannot break down under whatever pressure bears upon it]—a safe and steadfast hope that enters within the veil [of the heavenly temple, that most Holy Place in which the very presence of God dwells], 20 where Jesus has entered [in advance] as a forerunner for us, having become a High Priest forever according to the order of [a]Melchizedek.
The Holy Spirit brought into remembrance Hebrews 3:17-20 and asked, “What would it be like Heather to have no Christ to have no understanding of reality- What would keep you straight, safe, sane?”
My hellish vertigo as scary as it was held no candle to the anxiety and frantic desperation that unbelievers must have when their world is shaken. We live in shaking times let us cling to the only true anchor.
Prayer: We are desperate for Your steady hand in our lives Lord. We cannot navigate in this shaking world without You. Hear our frantic cry as we turn to You, humble our hearts and ask for Your divine intervention in our lives. Grant us revelation of Your glory and might so that we might see the strength and enormity of the anchor that we cling to. You are greater than our wildest imaginations; I pray that You increase our imaginations to grasp even a piece of the awe of the Lord. Great are You Lord and forever You do reign. I praise Your movement in my life. Thank You, Amen.