I enjoy rain, I love snow, I can even handle sleet and hail but fog...I hate it!
There is just something about fog that completely destroys any sense of peace and good will I have and replaces it with a stifling, over-whelming feeling of claustrophobia. Like the walls are closing in around me and I find it difficult to breathe deeply. I really, really hate fog!
If you live anywhere near Republic, Missouri you know that around 8:00 last night the fog rolled in so thick you couldn't see your hand in front of your face (okay, maybe it wasn't quite that bad but close). It had been a cloudy, rainy, dreary day that started with having to take our ten month old Shichon to the vet with an ear infection (did I mention that Graciegirl tends to get extremely car sick?) and ended with still another letter starting out "thank you for your interest in our recent position HOWEVER...".
So we were driving home from church in this dark, heavy, depressing fog which by the way, mirrored my mood completely. Dark, heavy and depressed.
I was having a very one-sided conversation with my ABBA FATHER that went something like this:
"GOD, what is happening here?"
"My life seems to be at a complete stand still."
"I really wanted that job!" (okay, so it wasn't at all what I wanted but I wanted them to want me!)
"Remember, I asked YOU to give me the words to say in the interview?"
"It's been four weeks and I've been really patient!" (Yes, I really did say that to HIM!)
I'd like to tell yout that GOD sent a ray of light cutting through the fog dispelling all my questions but HE didn't. HE just smiled at me (don't ask me how I know HE smiled, I just know it) the way my mama use to smile at me (make that present tense, she still does) when I get overly dramatic and start taking life too seriously.
HE let me vent and complain and question and HE didn't speak at all. Not through an angel, not a burning bush, not a prophet, not even a donkey. HE was silent! The fog remained and so did my inner conflict.
Then came the morning...
I woke to a clear sky, a bright ray of sunshine and the following devotional reading:
Thank ME
Thank ME for the conditions that are requiring you to be still.
Do not spoil these quiet hours by wishing them away, waiting impatiently to be active again.
Some of the greatest works in my kingdom have been done from sick beds and prison cells.
Instead of resenting the limitations of a weakened body, search for MY way in the midst of these very circumstances. Limitations can be liberating when your strongest desire is living close to ME.
Quietness and trust enhance your awareness of MY Presence with you.
Do not despise these simple ways of serving ME.
Although you feel cut off from the activity of the world, your quiet trust makes a powerful statement in the spiritual realms.
MY Strength and Power show themselves most effective in weakness.
(From JESUS Calling February 16)
Is it possible, FATHER, that YOU have orchastrated the events of the past several weeks just so that I might search for YOUR ways more? Have YOU called me into this season of my life to teach me to trust YOU more? To lean on YOU and learn of YOU. To move away from my own understanding and into YOUR peace that passes understanding.
How amazing is our GOD? The King of the Universe loves me and desires to spend time with me. HE overlooks my childish whining and tells me "I just want you to draw close and learn of ME".
"For I desire goodness, and not sacrifice; and the knowledge of GOD more that burnt offerings."
Hosea 6:6
HE lovingly tells me to trust HIM with my future.
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future"
Jeremiah 29:11
And best of all...my FATHER tells me of a time and a place without fog!!
"There will be no more night. They will not need the light of a lamp or the light of the sun, for the LORD GOD will give them light."
Revelation 22:5
Blessings!