Sunday, December 19, 2010

Dearest God,

I love the fog especially when accompanied by snow and ice crystals on trees, bushes and the leavings of autumn. As I drove to church this morning, I reveled in the quiet peace.

The fog always leads me to a spiritual place where I realize much of life is lived. Many times I have lived in a fog, not really clear where I was or where I was headed. Yet, when the fog lifted, I could see even the teeniest details. For me it was all about trusting you as the one who knew all the features all along. What I could not see, you could see clearly.

There is something quite beautiful about fog. In times of thick fog, I have to pause, be more careful, thoroughly trust, wait, anticipate, and move forward slowly. I have to be watchful and intentional or I could get in real trouble. Fog directions my attention toward you.

Make me attentive
to you,
dear Lord.
Hold my attention
so I
may fully know
your will
for my life.
Help me appreciate
the foggy times
where I must
pause and listen
to find
my way.

Love, Andrea