I remember a night when I was out late with friends in Nashville. We had about a forty mile trip back to Scottsville and, when we reached Gallatin, Tennessee, we hit the thickest fog I ever remember seeing. I couldn’t make out objects more than a few feet past the front of the car.

  Here I was creeping along at 5-10 miles an hour, keeping my eyes focused on the white line on the right side of the road when a car came up from behind at a regular rate of speed, passed me and just kept on going. I noticed that driver was making use of fog lights. I promised myself that I would get some of those.

  It’s been more than thirty years since that frightening experience but I still don’t have fog lights. I never seem to think about getting them installed until I’m again out on the highway late at night and begin seeing those low flying clouds. When the sun comes out and everything clears, I go on with my life and never think about preparing for the next time I’m out in the fog.

  Sometimes that’s the way we treat God. We call upon Him for help in times of need but when the sun is shining and everything goes well we say, “OK God, I can handle things from here. I can make it on my own.” Or, at least we think so, until the next time we’re in trouble.

  How good it is to be close enough to God all the time to know He will be with us whatever comes our way. Then we won’t have to worry if we’ve made preparation for the problems that will surely eventually come.

  When we lose our way and can’t see ahead, God will be our spiritual fog lights.  He will light our path.

                                                                                         God bless, David