“My King and my God, to you do I pray. O Lord, in the morning you hear my voice; in the morning I prepare a sacrifice for you and watch. I, through the abundance of your steadfast love, will enter your house. I will bow down toward your holy temple. Lead me, O Lord, make your way straight before me.” Psalm 5:2-3,7-8
Every morning on the northern California coast is foggy. Looking out the window I see only the closest foliage has crisp edges, the layers of view beyond are misted by the damp, moving cloud that envelops us. As the day widens, the sun-that-was-always-there dissolves the shroud, unveiling the magnificent expanse of sky and coastline, opening my view from dim to the eternal.
When I want to see beyond here and now, my Lord often says, “Look at Me.” Fog is a reminder that He knows and makes my way, and there are things I am not yet to know but with which I am to trust Him. As I enter His house and look at His face, more and more of Him becomes clear, and as I wait and watch, His light brings into focus, layer by layer, what lies ahead and where He is leading. His very presence lifts the veil of doubt, confusion, even fear, lethargy.
Father, in the wispy cloud of each new day, focus my eyes up close on You. In Your light, I see light. Keep me steadfast and watchful in prayer, walking in the light of Your face. (Psalm 36:9; Colossians 4:2; Psalm 89:16)
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