Tonight I had my first experience driving in dense fog. I didn’t realize how hard it was until I was off of the busy lighted streets onto a long dark road. The road is about 5 miles long and it’s the most direct route to my little town.
The only thing I could see through my windshield was the faded yellow and white paint that marked the sides of my lane. Every once and awhile a car would be visible up ahead shining its lights but when it left it seemed an even stronger haze followed.
It was hard to keep my eyes on that continuous line. I wanted to see what was up ahead. I had to be assured that the rock quarry was on my left and hadn’t gone past Casey’s General store. I could focus my eyes deeply into the darkness for as long as I wanted and still only see darkness. The line was the only way I was going to get home.
My spiritual life is like this sometimes. I want to be on the right road going the right direction but I can't see the landmarks. I don't recognize whats up ahead. It's new. It's scary. It's distant. It's foggy.
But I know that there is a little faded white line in front of me. Sometimes I'm so proud that I've been down a road before that I forget that last time I got lost and needed to call my Dad. It takes fog other times to get me to realize my sight is limited. Even when I am doing all I know to honor God He sometimes tells me to just have Faith that he will lead me where I ultimately want to be.
Proverbs 3:5-6My little sister was sweet enough to let me take pictures of her. She is really quite grown up but isn't she good at looking cute?
3 comments:
Thanks for sharing, Bekah... this was really encouraging and timely!
P.S. The pictures are very nice.
:) I'm glad I could encourage you. It's something I have been thinking about a lot because I don't really know what I am doing. ;) The wonderful thing is despite my wondering I don't have to know what life looks like miles ahead. If that were important God would have created time machines or something. ;)
pretty! :)
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