I imagine anchors are big. They should be, right? Sometimes I wish I was born to an obscenely rich clan if only to have the privilege of owning a big yacht so I can see for myself how big anchors really are. Yeah, it does sound juvenile but I have been fascinated by anchors since I learned how to sing “Popeye the sailor man”. I couldn’t draw a lot of things but I can draw them with my eyes closed.
No, I am not into sailing (at least, not yet) and I have not travelled by boat often enough, so real-life anchors have eluded me so far. But I did learn a few details from the websites of companies who make them.
The bigger your vessel, the bigger the anchor. Of course. However, it’s not just the size of the boat that they take into consideration. Wind, water surge, and the holding bottom also figure into the calculation. That got me thinking about the parallels of that sizing principle in real life.
A CEO of the biggest bank in the world (big boat) anchored by the size of his 401K (small anchor), a famous movie star (big boat) anchored by adoring fans (small anchor), a published author (big boat) anchored by his talent (small anchor)… me (small boat) anchored by a BIG God (big anchor). Who would you rather be?
FATHER, I AM SMALL AND THE SLIGHTEST OF WINDS SHAKE ME, RIG, SAILS, AND HULL. BUT YOU HAVE ANCHORED ME INTO SOMETHING FAR DEEPER THAN YOUR HEART ALL THE WAY TO THE VERY CORE. SO THOUGH THE SEAS ARE ROUGH AND THE WIND UNKIND, I SHALL STAY AFLOAT, WITH MY BILGE EXPOSED (MAYBE), BUT FLOATING. SO I SHALL KEEP PRAISING YOU, EVEN IN THE STORM.
Thoughts Flying On The Wings of Words 