My neighborhood park this morning was beautiful. I love the fog. It helps defuse the light so you notice it all around. Perhaps I need to see the fog of life in this way. So often we strive to glimpse the future horizon of our life. Making plans for tomorrow. Dreaming of the prospective paths down the pike. There is something sacred in today and it is so easily missed. Perhaps uncertainty is a gift. Unexpected fog on life’s journey is a blessing when it forces us to pull over and take stock in the beauty of today.
God grant me the grace to see your light in the fog of my daily journey.