The Anchorhold is made up of amazing places very near where you and I currently live, and where transformation is happening. No two Anchorhold neighborhoods look quite the same, because God is not a cookie-cutter God. But if you see some of these signs, you might be glimpsing an Anchorhold:
- Men or women, single or married, sharing a home–and life–together
- Daily prayer and devotion
- Weekly potluck dinners where their neighbors are always invited
- Weekly prayer and Bible study, with newcomers hearing from God as clearly as the long-time leaders
- Regular volunteering at local service agencies or public schools
For an Anchorhold resident, nothing on the surface is guaranteed: each finds his/her own job, pays his/her own bills, and struggles to make it through the day–just like their next door neighbors. There are no rule books provided for living out God’s love in the midst of a neighborhood that aches for transformation.
So where is the anchorhold in all of this? What’s unshakable? Such moments will be found only in Christ. Each member, individually and together, daily and with humility seeks spiritual discernment, knowing that true wisdom will be found nowhere else except in that strange intersection of scripture, community, meditation and Spirit.
Residents begin to bind themselves to God, to each other and to their neighbors through a peculiar Rule of Life, different for each house. This Rule becomes a covenant agreement that allows the working of the Spirit to be more faithfully received and more obediently and courageously shared. The hope is that everyone and everything–in other words, all of God’s creation–will find its way home again.
“And you, O my soul, where you stand,
Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space,
Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing, seeking the spheres to connect them,
Till the bridge you will need be form’d, till the ductile anchor hold,
Till the gossamer thread you fling catch somewhere, O, my soul.”