A Foggy Morning, But Through It All

This January has given us Georgia residents some major foggy mornings, to the point that visibility is down to, oh I don’t know, less than 100 ft (which is not much when you’re driving).  One such morning I was driving to meet my mother for a shopping trip.  I had decided that because it’s so foggy, I will drive through town instead of the back roads since most of the time town is less foggy.  In this instance it wasn’t.

I drove through the Chickamauga Battlefield and was amazed at how limited my sight was.  When I came into town, it was just as bad.  Scary even with all of the traffic.  I drove way below the speed limit, and every green light I came to I couldn’t see the color until I was almost right underneath it.  I finally made it to my last green light (which was red at the time), and waited for the color to change.  I looked around at all the fog and contemplated the most dangerous turn I had yet to take right before the house.  It’s one of those curves where the speed limit is 45 but people fly down the hill at around 55, so they don’t see you at the bottom of the hill stopped and waiting to turn left across traffic until it’s almost too late so they have to quickly swerve around you and almost hit you in the process. Yeah, it’s one of those.

And so I did the only thing I had control over.  Pray.  I prayed that the fog on the curve would lessen considerably so that I could see the cars coming before they were right there on top of me.  At that time, I wouldn’t have been able to see the car if they had their lights on because of how foggy it was (which many cars didn’t).  As I was sitting still, waiting on the red light to turn green, almost as soon as I had prayed, the fog lifted.  Where my visibility was maybe 75 or 100 feet before, now it was a football field, or even more.  I couldn’t believe it!  I turned at the green light, drove to the next stop at the end of the road, looked up the scary hill where people speed, and could see all the way up it as far as the trees would let me.  I thanked the Lord as I turned and made it safely to my mom’s home.

Thinking on this later, I pondered about how in my walk with the Lord I can’t always see very far in front of me.  Most of the time my foresight of how my life will go is extremely limited.  Being a worry wart that scares me.  I do not like NOT knowing what’s going to happen.  If my comfort zone is upset, I stress out exceedingly.  When traveling this life I want to know everything that’s going to happen for the next 2, 5 10, even 50 years.  I want to be able to see clearly where I’ll be in the future and all of the obstacles along the way.  When I’m going through a hard time, my desire is to see Jesus through it all and how He’s going to help me.

But Jesus doesn’t let us have that.  When we are in our foggy lives and cannot see what’s about to happen, we must depend on Jesus.  That’s how He wants it.  He wants full trust, full confidence from us.  He wants our all and if we knew everything about our lives, we wouldn’t need Him.  I, for one, need Him.  I need Him as badly as I need the air I breathe every day.  The only way this life is worth living is with Him.  And if we can put our trust in Him, trust that He knows the way, have faith that He’ll be right with us through this foggy, unforeseen life, then we’ll find peace all the way through.  And one day, the fog will lift and we’ll be able to see Him through it all.

(Prior to the fog lifting, the dock on the other side of the pond would have not been visible)

Through It All

I’ve had many tears and sorrows, I’ve had questions for tomorrow
There’s been times I didn’t know right from wrong
But in every situation God gave blessed consolation
That my trails only come to make me strong

I’ve been a lot of places, I’ve seen a lot of faces
There’s been times I felt so all alone
But in those lonely hours, those precious lonely hours
Jesus would let me know I was His own

Through it all, through it all
I’ve learned to trust in Jesus, I’ve learned to trust in God
Through it all, through it all
I’ve learned to depend upon His word

I thank God for the mountains, I thank Him for the valleys
I thank Him for the storms He’s brought me through
For if I never had a problem I wouldn’t know that He could solve them
I wouldn’t know what faith in God could do