Into A Fog

Fog is one of those inevitable things in life. When you are on the sea coast it may be more inevitable than deep in the heart of Texas – but into each life a little fog must come.

Yesterday was a “come and go” fog day, and it looks as if this day will be a “come” day. Yesterday, from the top of  Cadillac Mountain, I took some pictures that picked up the  leading edge of the fog as it began to close in on the town of Bar Harbor,  Maine. Looking toward the South one could see only fog – covering about half the town. Looking North, one could see the town, clear and untouched by the fog coming in from the South as it rounded the Island that is Mt. Desert.

I though how much that is similar to the life we live in this world day by day. Circumstances and situations come into our experience that we would not choose nor desire. They color our ability to see clearly, to think with precision, and affect us profoundly. Where we would hope to find the bright sunlight of clarity, we find the gray uncertainty of what may lie ahead over which we have no control.

Some people live in a constant fog. Others – in and out. Just as the sun (if it breaks through) burns away the fog and gray of a day on the coast, so the Son through the Truth of His Word, clears up the discouragement and despair that often accompany the “disappointments” of life.

 When you see or feel the “fog” enveloping  you, don’t retreat into the shadows of listlessness and apathy. Rather, look for the Son – embrace the Truth, and live in the brightness of that Truth which trumps the circumstances of life.