It’s fair to say the English weather is unpredictable at best, sometimes it’s downright depressing, especially at this time of year, it can be cold and wet, just miserable, the world around us turns a shade of grey, sapping the motivation to get moving,
This last week has been a real mixed bag, as you will know from my photo’s, last week we had glorious sunshine and snow all in the same day, which then turned to rain overnight and back to sun, but most of all it’s been cold, very cold.
I find that some mornings when I wake and start walking at 5.30am, the sky although dark can be well suited to a great sunrise, just the right amount of cloud and clear skies, it all looks good. Then I get back home take a shower and reemerge at 7am to go to work and it’s all changed, the clear sky and scattered clouds have gone and thick cloud has move in, I feel a deep sense of disappointment as the sunrise is not there to be seen, it’s hidden.
This morning was no different, the skies looked good, it was cold and a frost had fallen, but the skies were quite clear, except for a slight mist. But if it held like that it would be fine, a great contrast, the sun rising in the fine mist.
Fog At No 20
The mist had gone, but fog had arrived, thick fog, so as I arrived at the lake do I feel disappointment, well no actually I don’t, I can’t see a damn thing beyond a few yards and the glorious sunrise I had hoped for was nowhere to been seen, but that really didn’t matter, I was just as happy as I have been with some of the fantastic sunrises I have witnessed over the last few months, but why?
Simple, just because I can’t see it doesn’t mean it is not there, the sun was still rising even if I couldn’t see it, light was still replacing the darkness, it was still the start if a new day, I couldn’t see it but somewhere somebody could and just maybe they needed to see it more than I did.
Over the last few months I’ve walked in darkness, at silly o’clock in the morning and in all weathers, sun, rain, wind, snow, you name it, I’ve walked in it, sometimes I think not this morning, I’m not walking in that, but I do it anyway, I get up and go, without fail, it’s important to me, I have to make that journey
So this morning, when thick fog hid everything from view, was it a test, just because it was hidden, was it not there?
The test was one of faith, when the fog of my home situation descended a couple of weeks a go, for a moment I lost my faith, I let the fact things weren’t as I want them become more important, for a second I doubted my faith as I felt so alone, but like the sunrise this morning, just because fog hides it from view, it doesn’t mean it’s not there, so just because I can’t see God, that doesn’t mean he’s not there and I shouldn’t forget that, he’s always there.
As I’ve said I walk in all weathers, nothing stops me, I won’t let it, then this is how faith should be, walk through the storms and fog in your life, but beyond them God is waiting, you’ll see him soon enough, your world is still clothed in light, the fog and the storm clouds will soon move on and you will see clear skies once again.
The sun did return this afternoon, just like my moment of weakness a few weeks back, I could see clearly again.
The Eye After The Fog
And I will lift my hands
For You are who You are
No matter where I am
Every tear I’ve cried
You hold in Your hand
You never left my side
And though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm
(Praise You In The Storm by Casting Crowns)