Where I Stand - by Bob Higginbotham “But the Lord is my defense; and my God is the rock of my refuge.” Psalms 94:22 KJV How well we handle life’s trials depends on where we stand. The following was inspired by an extreme personal crisis: The swells loom ominously, hiding the horizon as I face the raging sea. They rush in as breakers pounding my being as if to shatter my bones. They lash and mar my countenance with a fury bent on shredding my soul. My will is challenged as they pound relentlessly, day after day, never subsiding. The cold harsh winds scream around me, howling, lending power to the raging sea as the tempest grows. A relentless undertow, rushing into the abyss, constantly tugs at my limbs, depriving my weakened body of any rest. I imagine eternal darkness as I behold the blackened sky. No suggestion of light can I behold, not a faded glow. The light of day and the glow of the night sky no longer exist. The stinging, salty spray burns my eyes and conjures up thoughts of doom. I ask, “What is there to look forward to? The day will not come, darkness prevails.” The ground on either side of me gives way to the deluge. Black holes appear where firm ground once abided. Deep, dark, swirling waters ebb higher, engulfing my very existence. The powerful undertow lunges toward the abyss, pulling black waters back to prepare for another onslaught on my soul, my anemic heart screams for life. Then, as the forces of evil resurge to snatch me away, I dare look down, and I see it, and I remember, I AM STANDING ON THE ROCK AND MY ANCHOR HOLDS! Bob is retired, living in Mississippi with his wife of 42 years. They have three children and seven grandchildren. Contact
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