I drove from Emerald (near Melbourne) to Merrijig at the foot of the Victorian snowfields early one Sunday morning. Fog drifted around me and, at times, completely blanketed the road.
It is obviously much harder to drive in fog than in bright daylight and as I drove through the literal fog, I reflected on a few things as about the ‘foggy’ times of life.
Fog helps me focus because I must concentrate on the road ahead. It’s easy to think of fog as getting in the way, but I realised it actually heightens my awareness.
Because it’s hard to see very far ahead, fog can bring surprises. We usually associate such surprises on a foggy road as obstacles or things to avoid. However, the unexpected things that suddenly appear—as if out of nowhere—were always there but we just hadn’t seen them.
There is also a beauty and a mystery to fog. Colours are muted and shapes softened and even a familiar road looks different in the fog.
And you don’t know exactly where the road is taking you, because you can’t see very far ahead there is an element of trust in moving ahead in the fog.
Finally, fog doesn’t last forever—it will lift and then you can see clearly. So often a very foggy morning becomes a beautiful, bright and sunny day.
All these thoughts about fog remind of one of my favourite verses in the Bible. In 1 Corinthians chapter 13, verse 12, Paul the apostle writes, “At present we are people looking at puzzling reflections in a mirror. The time will come when we shall see reality whole and face to face! At present, all I know is a little fraction of the truth, but the time will come when I shall know it as fully as God now knows me!”
I find this verse very helpful for those ‘foggy’ times of life. It reminds me that, although I can only see a little bit of the picture, the road ahead seems shrouded in quite thick fog, and, although I may understand only a fraction of what I feel I need to, the time will come when I will be able to see clearly.
And, until that time comes, I need to trust and sit more comfortably with not knowing many things.
Life, like fog, is full of both beauty and mystery.