We've all seen fog.
A ground-crawling cloud that usually shows up when the cold and the hot are fighting for control.
The stuff of monster movies and movies noir.
And why do film directors use it?
Because we don't like it.
It creeps us out.
We can't see what's going on.
We are not in control.
And that can get scary, depressing, and disheartening.
Yeah.
To walk in fog takes courage and trust. It makes you really zero in on the Path and the Guide's voice behind you.
Actually, Fog-Walkers are pretty impressive people.
They are. You know 'em.
There's Abraham trying to look through the fog to see a baby on Sarah's 90-whatever-year-old knee.
And Joseph staring into the fog swirling through that prison, trying hard to see the "Dream of the Bowing Sheaves".
David must've squinted hard into those foggy caves, looking for Samuel's kingly promise, as he tried to keep a step ahead of his murderers.
And there's the thickest, darkest fog of all that will soon be celebrated around the globe at Easter.
When darkness fell at noon as He rejected Himself so I could be accepted.
Yeah.
Fog is tough stuff.
But it's not permanent.
Eventually it burns off in the light and warmth of the Son.
Fog doesn't change my destination or my calling.
Not one bit.
But it does make me walk slower, dialing it down to just
one
step
at
a
time.
Hey - that'd make a great gospel song, eh?