A couple years ago, while I’m sitting on the bleachers at a track practice, I’m editing the hardcopy of my sermon, which is clamped to my clipboard.
When I set the clipboard down, the wind begins to blow vigorously, causing the bottom of the papers to fly about.
Nevertheless, the papers don’t scatter abroad because the clipboard is holding them in place.
When the winds of life blow vigorously, the Clipboard prevents your life from spiraling out of control. Even on a blustery, gusty day, the Clipboard holds you, and keeps you, and secures you.
God is your Clipboard.