Fog Lights
It’s not unusual for me to travel at least 400 miles any given week. And I don’t commute to work! Being a midwesterner, this means show, rain, sleet, fog, drizzle, and sometimes sunshine.
Recently fog forced me to slow down. My lights shifted to lower beams. I could only see a bit of the road in front of me. But that’s all I needed to see. High beams or ‘brights’ would have been useless, given the conditions.
I recently prayed fervently for a certain outcome. And it didn’t happen. As I’ve pondered why God didn’t see the ‘necessity’ I saw, I remembered my fog lights. He is only letting me see what I need to see in this moment. He knows what’s beyond that cloud that I don’t understand. That’s enough for me.