I woke up to a sea of white. Or gray, actually. No snow, but a very dense fog filling up the valleys and obscuring the trees. There’s no sign of the neighbor’s Texas flag, snapping proudly in the wind, which I can usually see through bare branches. Our entire herd of horses could be gathered in the lower pasture and I wouldn’t know it.

Fog is interesting. Thick, heavy like a big, wet blanket. Common sense tells you what’s beyond, but, in reality, you see nothing.

Certainly, we can never see what’s ahead in our future, but on bright, sunny days, it seems there is more clarity. We plan more because we see more clearly. Then, when big decisions come and lay on the line, the fog seems to roll in. It seems even the things you know for sure become obscured, and the factors for decision making get swallowed up by the gray and the wet.

I’m glad to know there is One who can see through the thickness and far, far beyond. When I think of Him, I’m thankful for thick and soupy days because they drive me to my knees. They force me to rely on the only One who can see the future, the One who can see forever, and not just on a clear day; no.

He sees just fine through the fog.

“Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding” Proverbs 3:5 ESV

“If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask God, who gives generously to all without reproach, and it will be given him.” James 1:5 ESV

“For I know the thoughts and plans that I have for you, says the Lord, thoughts and plans for welfare and peace and not for evil, to give you hope in your final outcome.” Jeremiah 29:11 AMP

“He reveals the deep and secret things; He knows what is in the darkness, and the light dwells with Him!” Daniel 2:22 AMP