Anchors

You are, O Christ, the anchor of my heart,
You calm my sea below, my sky above,
Your life and Word and Spirit set my chart,
my dreams and faith and deeds, forged by Your love.

Upon an anchor rock You built Your Church,
You rule from heaven, Your vicar rules on earth,
it’s there, always the same, wherever I search,
to anchor and provide my spiritual worth.

I am an anchor for my fellowman,
I feed the hungry one mouth at a time,*
I lend the lost and least a spiritual plan,
I am a moving anchor for the climb.

More than a moor, You anchor me with care,
Your plentitude of grace for but a prayer.

* How Bl. Mother Theresa said we feed the hungry.

                      by Pete Voelz     5/12/14