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God's Word, our Lighthouse


The Cape Cod coastline in Massachusetts has had over three thousand shipwrecks. Think about all the self-confident sailors who may have traveled those waters thinking they didn’t need the lighthouse. I’m sure they were extremely glad there was one when they realized how dangerous the ocean really was. Without the lighthouse, they would be dashed to pieces on the jagged rocks, just like the thousands of others who had lost their ships and cargo in those dangerous waters.

     We often go through the sea of life the same way. We think that we don’t need a lighthouse. We think they can make it through life’s storms without one, but the truth is, we can’t. Without a lighthouse, we will always end in a shipwreck. 
     
     God’s word is our lighthouse and it can guide us to safety. We need to read it and study it because without doing that, we would be like a ship knowing that there is a lighthouse nearby, but sailing in the dark waters anyways. But If we read and study God’s word, asking for help to make it through life’s stormy seas, it will guide us. We won’t need to be afraid when a storm comes along because the lighthouse will be there, lighting our way.

     Psalm 119:105 says: “Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.”

     Let’s take advantage of the lighthouse God gave us.

Hannah Evert

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