In Spite of the Fog

2057431392_f8278c42fbWhat’s the first window you look out of each morning? With the blinds still closed in my bedroom and no windows in the adjoining bath, I usually head over to the next room (my office) before glancing out at the new day. I love to lift the blinds there first to get an early morning view of the birdfeeder. The other morning, however, I had to do a double-take.

Instead of clear skies and the soft morning light I expected to see, thick fog met my early morning check of the day. What’s up with this? The weatherman hadn’t mentioned fog on the late news the night before. But then again, Mother Nature outwitted the forecast last week as well.

I left the fog in all its ghostly glory for a short time to attend to a few little tasks before heading to the kitchen. Since it was still cold outside, I poked my head only out the door to bask in some early morning moments with the world around me — and with the Creator of it all.

The fog certainly obscured my vision, cutting short the distance I could survey, but I couldn’t help but notice that this unexpected weather phenomenon had a beauty all its own. The pure white of the cloudy visitor felt soft and gentle and welcomed me to relish it in a new way. With not being able to see the vibrant images I’m accustomed to, the sounds around me seemed to ring out more clearly. The melodies of the birds quickly captured my attention. As ever, their songs lifted my spirit and made me smile.

And then it dawned on me. In spite of the fog, in spite of obscured vision and the uncertainty of the beyond, the birds still sang. Their voices rang out strong and unhindered. They didn’t let the fog stop them from singing.

How much more should I continue singing the praises of my Creator, the praises of my Savior, when the fogs of life’s situations envelop me? Oh, that my voice will ring out in praise and thanksgiving even when I can’t see clearly, even when I’m confused or uncertain. And maybe, just maybe, my song will lift the spirit of someone else. Let it be so, my Lord!

“I will extol the Lord at all times; his praise will always be on my lips.” Psalm 34:1

*When have you sung praises to God in spite of fog in your life?

*I hope this revised encore post from March 2009 was a blessing to you today!

*The latest issue of Life Notes, my quarterly inspirational newsletter, came out earlier this month. It’s not too late to receive it. Sign-up is free and to the right!

*Flickr photo by mysza831, Creative Commons License


  1. Great post, Cheryl. Love the comparison.

  2. Oh, I just love this post! It reminds me that each day should be embraced. I am so spoiled by the sunshine here in the desert, but on the rare days that it’s not sunny, I try to spend as much time outside as possible. It’s so refreshing to see clouds once in awhile. Cheryl, I love how you’re able to put your thoughts into words and accompany them with photos. I can always visualize something beautiful in your messages. Thank you, and have a lovely week!

    • Tamra, I’m so glad you enjoyed the post — and thanks for your kind words! Thanks also for sharing a different perspective of how clouds can be so welcome in the desert. So neat the way beauty and refreshment can be found in so many different things!

  3. I loved this post, also. When the fog lifts, “IT” is still there with continuing grace for all.
    Cheryl, I am amazed at your gift for putting your thoughts into words.

  4. Great analogy, Cheryl! Thank you for the reminder!

  5. Hi Cheryl – Fog was a frequent weather phenomenon when I was a little girl growing up in Ireland. I have memories of wading through fog with my granny going to the fields to herd the cows into the farm yard for milking. I really like your message in this piece. Despite the fog, life rolls on. We go about our daily tasks, even though our vision is obscured, yet confident in the knowledge that God is with us. Thanks again for another inspirational blog post.
    Best wishes,

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