Fog

We were driving to Metro Airport in Detroit from a visit to Battle Creek and fog set in. At first there were other cars in front and in back of me and with that group around me visibility really wasn’t a problem.  Then the cars in front pulled off and as I drove ahead it became a little different.  There were some cars behind me and they allowed me to stay in front.  I was sort of in a role of leadership you might say.  I began to feel responsible for those behind and wondering what might lie ahead.  I slowed down to sixty.  Those behind me slowed down.  For no reason I began thinking about how driving in fog is a lot like other things that happen in life.  How we confront new challenges and some pitfalls and how we aren’t certain which course to take or what move to make next. On that drive I never lost my way. Just before we arrived at the airport the fog slowly lifted.  I felt so relieved.

I must admit that when I got out front I did say a prayer or two for insight and focus and for wisdom too.  I do that a lot when I feel that I might lose my way.

Just now I checked my computer and found something I had saved about fog several years ago.

“A fog covering seven city blocks is composed of 1 glass of water. According to the Bureau of Standards in Washington, a dense fog covering seven city blocks to a depth of 100 feet is composed of less than one glass of water. That amount of water is divided into about 60 billion tiny droplets. Yet when those minute particles settle over a city or the countryside, they can almost blot out everything from sight.”

It reminded me of many times in my life when I felt a tinge of fear, anxiety, just unsure of the way and how my doubt turned out to be just about like that one glass of water. And it made me all that much more grateful that I had that Higher Power to turn to for the vision and the insight and the focus to carry on.