“Don’t lose your moorings!”
I was a junior high student. My Dad owned a thirty-one foot lobster boat which was moored out in the channel where the Kennebec River meets the Atlantic. My parents owned two cottages, one DownEast in Jonesport, and this one in a place called Bay Point, and Bay Point was close enough to easily get there for the weekend. And there were several guys my age who “summered” there, so it was a lot of fun.
We knew when the storms were coming, everybody did, and that night there was a storm about to hit. The guys were hanging out, looking at each other and asking, “What should we do tonight?” I said, “Let’s go out & check my boat, make sure it’s secure on the mooring.” They all poo-pooed that thought, saying everything would be fine. So I let it go. I shouldn’t have! I woke up in the morning to the sound of the lobster fisherman debating how best to save our boat, which was lying on its side on the mudflats of the shore. Fortunately the boat had not blown out to sea or been bashed on the rocks, and with the down home ingenuity of the Maine mind, the boat was saved.
The boat had come loose from its mooring! There are many kinds of moorings, but the one we were most familiar with was what is called a “deadweight anchor” (nobody DownEast called them “anchors” as they were always and without exception called “moorings.”) They were often a heavy piece of granite with a an iron rod bored into it and fashioned with an eyehook to which a heavy chain was attached, leading to a large floating buoy on the surface. So when you came in, you went to the buoy and “moored” your boat. It was your mooring.
In a big storm with high winds, boats have been known to “drag” their moorings. The boats obviously moved when that happened, and the owner would have to reposition things so they could get back to their “mooring” which is not only the granite itself, but also your “space.”
Let me summarize: You don’t want to get untied or loosed from your mooring, as that can cause shipwreck. You don’t want to drag your mooring, because that can get you into a place of danger. Your mooring holds you in place, and your mooring is your place.
America has lost her moorings! Liberals have lost their place, first being dragged away from Biblical values, and then actually cutting loose their own mooring lines. They did it to themselves. The Ship of State is headed for the rocks. We’re letting killers out of jail so they don’t get the Kung Flu, and then we’re trying to jail upright citizens because they want to earn a living, and some Governor who fancies herself a Queen has shut down the whole State. Our protectors in the “LEADERSHIP” of the FBI, the CIA, and even the Court Systems are leveraging our jurisprudence in ways ten years ago we would have thought unthinkable. Their mothers could have died and they would have handled the grieving process better and more quickly than they did their loss in the 2016 election. The United States Constitution, which is our National Mooring, is being attacked, thwarted, ignored, and violated, while otherwise good people have conceded their Constitutional Rights based on what has been presented as a national emergency. Why, people have been arrested for going to Church! Can you even imagine? What happened to the sacred mooring?
And we can’t blame the liberals if our churches have given up the ghost. That’s all on the “Man in the Mirror.” Our mooring is the Rock – the LORD Jesus Christ, and we have the Sacred Constitution of His Holy Word. Talk about a Bill of Rights! According to somewhat credible legend, Benjamin Franklin was walking out of Independence Hall after the Constitutional Convention in 1787, when someone (Elizabeth Willing Powel, a prominent society figure and the wife of Philadelphia mayor Samuel Powel?) shouted out, “Doctor, what have we got? A republic or a monarchy?” To which Old Ben (he was 81 at the time) replied, “A republic, if you can keep it.”
You cannot keep your Republic, you cannot keep your liberties, you cannot keep your favor with God, if you cut loose from your moorings. Check the rope, put a good bowline knot on it, and don’t ever cut loose. “Which hope we have as an anchor of the soul, both sure and stedfast, and which entereth into that within the veil;” (Hebrews 6:19 KJV.) “Behold, I come quickly: hold that fast which thou hast, that no man take thy crown.” (Revelation 3:11.)
You’ve got the unmoveable and forever solid mooring, the LORD Jesus Christ. It won’t drag, and it won’t break, just don’t ever cut loose of it!
Love and Prayers to you all,