A few years ago, we set off on a Christmas trip. We live at the foot of the Blue Ridge Mountains, so to get to the bigger cities we have to go over Afton Mountain. A light snow was still on the ground, but the day was clear and nice.
But up on the mountain, just a few minutes away from us, there is an entirely different climate and weather system. I started to get worried.
Then even more worried.
This mountain used to be the only one in the country with built-in fog lights embedded in the sides of the road. But they are no match for mountain fog, which is basically a big cloud sitting on the mountain top.
My nerves were not in the best shape on that trip, but we did pass something that cheered me up. I love to post it every December.
“We don’t yet see things clearly. We’re squinting in a fog, peering through a mist. But it won’t be long before the weather clears and the sun shines bright! We’ll see it all then, see it all as clearly as God sees us, knowing him directly just as he knows us!”
1 Corinthians 13