A Foggy Monday Morning

It's a little foggy here in the Upstate this morning.  But this fog is nothing like the fog we experienced when we lived in the mountains.  Often the fog there was so dense we couldn't even see the trees in front of our house.

And it wasn't at all unusual there to begin the day with a view like this one, with heavy fog in the valley below us.

 

 

 

Some days the fog wasn't quite so thick.

 

 

Fog in the mountains doesn't usually last all day, or even all morning.

Usually, once the sun begins to peek up over the mountains, then

 the fog begins to dissipate and the view becomes clearer.

 

Thinking about this morning's fog and remembering the fog in the mountains leads me to think that our lives are often much like these photos.  Our thinking, our perspective on life, is often foggy.  Perhaps our view is clouded by the circumstances of our lives.  Perhaps we're too tired to think clearly.  Perhaps there is sin in our lives that needs to be dealt with before we can see clearly.

It occurs to me that perhaps it's something else.  The Psalmist wrote, in Psalm 119:18, "Open my eyes, that I may behold wondrous things out of your law."

Could it be that the reason we can't see things in our lives as clearly as we might like to is that we haven't spent enough time in the "instruction manual" for life?  Perhaps we need to spend more time reading - and studying - the directions!  Once we do that, perhaps we will see things more clearly. 

 

 

 

"Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path."  (Psalm 119:105 ESV)