Heavy fog

Yesterday was one of the warmest days we have had in Stockton in a long time. It was beautiful and sunny and it reminded me of the warm sunny Southern California Summers that we were so fortunate to have. Today is not one of those days.

I opened the door as I was leaving this morning and I was greeted by a very crisp, dense, heavy fog. Hannah, my sweet 2 ½ year old daughter, was next to me as I opened the door and as we both looked outside she said “Daddy, look. Smokey outside.” I said “That’s fog honey.” She responded with a very sad, “That’s fog? Its foggy outside Daddy.”

The weather is a such great metaphor of the spiritual state of our city. There is a dense fog present today. It is heavy, it is thick, it is visible, and it is real.

Sometimes it is really hard to see in the fog. Driving down Bianchi Road on the way to the office this morning I almost drove right through a stop sign. What’s funny is that I know the sign is there, I pass it almost every day as I drive through that neighborhood. But the Fog is so thick and so distracting that I still almost miss the sign.

Isn’t that so true in our lives? Sometimes the fog, spiritually speaking, is so thick that we miss the signs. We even know what the signs look like and where they are. But still, we can miss the signs. This City is covered by a thick spiritual fog, but the light of the Gospel of Christ is bright enough to shine through.

Pray that the light shine bright in this foggy city. Pray that the fog is lifted. Pray that people see the light!