Remember that old, scary film, Out of the Fog?
What is there about fog that appeals to imaginations? Maybe it’s because it distorts things and makes the familiar seem weird and unknown. Maybe it’s because it’s silent, not noisy like rain, and not in any particular shape, like snow.
It isn’t pretty either; it’s gray and wet. It becomes between us and the sun. It makes the roadway harder to see.
But, the important thing is that it’s brief. It won’t last. It will lift and there will be the blue sky. The beautiful day was there all along; only thing, we couldn’t see it because of the fog.


Beautiful <3 Thank you for this reminder. Reminds me of the verse"I have made your guilt vanish like a thick cloud"
That’s a good verse, Iona. Thank you.