Fog Helped Me To See

This morning I experienced the results of a cool night following a spring rain… FOG. It was only patchy, so I could see most of the time. But occasionally it was so thick I had to slow down.  I was concerned about not knowing what was hiding in that low-flying cloud… a deer… a stray calf…a downed limb in the road…even a possible wash out or unexpected pothole. If I knew all was clear, I would just charge ahead. After all I know that road like the back of my hand! – at least I thought I did.

As I drove on with my vision that was limited to only what was near the car, some things caught my attention… I never knew there was a turnoff there… where did that rusty old car back in the trees come from?...Why have I never noticed the design on that mailbox before? You see, because I was going slower and I was temporarily forced to be near-sighted, I noticed so much more than ever before. The fog actually helped me to SEE!

It’s like missing the trees for the forest. Jesus said some would be ever hearing but never understanding and ever seeing but never perceiving in Acts 28:26. I miss so much by not looking at what I’m looking at!

Do you think this could be why God doesn’t let us see farther down the road sometimes? Maybe He wants us to slow down and pay closer attention to where we ARE… as we are getting where we are going. I think a little bit of obscuring the future; a little bit of FOG,  can make things more clear!