Faithful Fog Lifter

I wake up this morning and look outside.  The fog is so thick over the lake, the lake has completely disappeared.  I know it is still there.  And I know Your sun will soon burn off what has temporarily obscured the view.

There You go again, Lord.  Speaking to me through Nature.  Putting my Current Reality in front of me in an obvious, inescapable way.

I am in a fog.

I know who I am.  I know Whose I am.  But right now, these Truths are partially obscured.

I look in the mirror and I see…

The Fog Mistress.  The Choice Maker.  The Consequence Reaper.

The Fog Mistress?  Who have I been “making love” with lately, Lord?  Counterfeit lovers that have insinuated themselves into places reserved only for You?  Idols that feed on the cravings of my flesh and the lusts of my heart?

“I am jealous for you with a godly jealousy.  I promised you to one Husband, to Christ, so that I might present you as a pure virgin to Him.”  (2 Corinthians 11:2)

I am The Choice Maker.  This Truth is inescapable.  I can choose.  I will choose.  Countless times in my Day, Week, Month, Year, Life.  And every time I choose, I become The Consequence Reaper.  This Truth, too, is inescapable.

“This day I call the heavens and the earth as witnesses against you that I have set before you Life and Death, Blessings and Curses.  Now choose Life…”  (Deuteronomy 30:19) 

I know where I am.  Just like the lake, I am still here.  And I know the sun — the Son — is still here.  The Son.  The Fog Lifter.  Will I let You do this for me, Lord?

I look up.  The fog over the lake has lifted.  The sky is clear.  The view is breathtaking.  It has only taken a few minutes.  A few minutes of clarity.

“Those who disregard discipline despise themselves, but the one who heeds correction gains understanding.”  (Proverbs 15:32)

It is going to be a beautiful day… isn’t it, Lord?  Shall we enjoy it… together?

Longing to love You more,

Abba’s Girl

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