By Linda Wegner
According to the forecast it was supposed to be sunny and warm; not only that those early morning clouds were supposed to break up, letting in the full glory of an autumn day. No problem, I told myself, 鈥淭he flight doesn鈥檛 come in until after lunch, it鈥檚 going to be here on time.鈥� I fairly danced with anticipation.
We鈥檇 been waiting excitedly for weeks and now the day had finally arrived. More accurately, he arrived; he, as in our son. Although we saw him and his wife and daughter just three months ago, there鈥檚 no such thing as 鈥渢oo often鈥� when they live a couple of provinces away. Lunch was served and the kitchen cleaned up in record time because the plane would arrive soon. If only that fog would stop rolling in.
Hours late, the plane finally landed and we鈥檝e been having a wonderful time. Unfortunately, the fog persists and now, half a day early, he鈥檚 changed flights in order to ensure he makes his plane connections. In all honesty, the fog did nothing to spoil the joy of our visit, though; rather, it meant we made even greater use of every minute we had together.
Inspirational speaker, coach and writer, among other things, Sanjo Jendayi said this: 鈥淪ometimes you can鈥檛 see the road ahead but as you keep going it gets clearer. Stay the course as the fog of life dissipates.鈥�
Contrary to what we sometimes think, serving God doesn鈥檛 exempt us from difficult times, from times when everything seems blurred by the fog of circumstances. Stay the course, my friend, God鈥檚 still in control.
鈥淗ow do you know what is going to happen tomorrow? For the length of your lives is as聽uncertain as the morning fog鈥攏ow you see it; soon it is gone.鈥� James 4:14
Until it鈥檚 gone, keep trusting!
