In a Fog

Have you ever felt like you were in a spiritual fog? Your vision was a little cloudy and the visibility was very limited? Ever felt a little anxiety because the road ahead was not as clear as it once was? I have. There have been times in my life when I am so unsure about the path ahead. Although I still know my destination, I am not quite sure how the Lord plans to get me there. During those times, I feel myself questioning everything around me, for the old familiar landmarks, those securities, are hidden from my sight. I feel my confidence leave me and anxiety take its place. I force myself to slow way down and make sure my lights are on and pay closer attention and . . .pray.
Sometimes, I think God allows, or perhaps even sends a little bit of fog our way. He knows what is best for us. I, unlike some, believe that questioning is a good thing. I believe questions are truly the birthplace of convictions. They are how I make my faith my own. They are how I know what I believe. Sometimes, I am in such a hurry in my life, accepting the road simply as it is, going round the turns without really paying attention, and feeling so secure and safe, that I become a little cocky. God knows I need a fog to slow me down. I need to pay attention and check my light. I need to be confident of my path and . . .I need to pray.
Usually, it is not too long before the fog lifts, leaving in its place a sense of conviction and gratitude. Thankful for a Father who disciplines, teaches and enlightens. Thankful for the road ahead, those who's paths I might cross and even for a little patchy fog.

Peace
Neva