{Fog}

When life brings on days of fog, Lord I know You are still there guiding me. You say "Come this way." And, I hesitate. "Over here, my child." But, I pause. "I can't see where to put my feet, Lord. I can't even see the ground. I don't know if I could even see my raised hand in front of my face!" I'm scared. It's uneasy when you can't see what's up ahead. "Lord, what if I trip? What if I fall? I could hurt myself!" Then Your hand touches mine. I know it's You. Oh, Only a Father has a touch that powerful, but yet that kind and gentle. "I'll lead you." "God, are You sure You can see?" "Just follow me." At that moment I take a step toward You. I follow Your voice. The fog lifts a little. Then a little more.  Then I start to understand that I only needed to trust in that first instance and You would show me my way. You would make the pathway brighter and clear the fog away. If only I take that first step.