This morning I woke up to a very dense fog. It was so foggy, in fact, that I could not see my next door neighbor's house. I knew that it would not remain like that forever but it sure was gloomy and difficult to get on with the day when I couldn't see past my front yard.
I knew the sun was still shining somewhere beyond the dense cloud cover. I didn't doubt it's existence or the power that it had to heat the day and light up all the shadows. But while the fog was sitting heavy it was very difficult to imagine a beautiful day.
Just 2 hours later as I looked out my window I was amazed that the fog was gone and there was not a single cloud in the sky. The sky was a perfect bright blue.
Seems like sometimes we feel bogged down by the fog. We know that there is a "light at the end of the tunnel" but sometimes it is difficult to imagine it. It makes me think of a bible verse that I have grown to deeply love: "Weeping may endure for the night but , take heart, because joy comes in the morning." (Psalm 30:5)
During the foggy days, weeks, and seasons we can rest assured that the sun is coming. Joy is coming.
To all the sweet families we serve that are fighting daily with a life-threatening illness, let this verse encourage you. Hang on because the fog never lasts long. Weeping may endure for a little while but joy is coming!