Last night was foggy again.

I spent an hour on the road, struggling to remain calm, squinting into the shroud that settled stubbornly around my car.

Frustration and fear crowded my mind as I crawled along at a snail’s pace.

Life is full of enough unknowns. The future is completely hidden from view. Couldn’t I have one drive home with clear visibility?! Yes, I was frustrated.

But when headlights appeared right in front of me, approaching with speed, frustration turned to fear. Thank God for good brakes, a shoulder to pull on to, and guiding the other vehicle back into its lane in time to avoid a collision.

My thoughts whirled on. Why was I spared? I have dreams, goals, ideas that I want to fulfill. But what is God’s good purpose for my life?

God shows His care in precious ways.

A conversation with a good friend while walking through a peaceful snowfall was just what my heart needed. The context of our conversation revealed that we both have questions and struggles. We didn’t figure out a whole lot, but we could encourage each other.

I wonder if she realized how much that conversation blessed me. I tried to tell her… honestly, words can’t always describe those things.

I reflected on that as I drove through the fog.

My God revealed His closeness by sending a friend to share with, reminding me I’m never alone.

Even when it’s foggy, God is there. He’s much closer than I may see or feel, because the mist blocks my view…

But if I have the courage to reach for Him. Focus on Him instead of the overwhelming whiteness.

He’ll be right there.

With me.