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It has been foggy here for endless days. Looking out the window, most days I can't even see as much as you can see in the picture above. The temperature hovers at freezing, or below, while I shiver. I need sun. I start dying when I can't see the sun, the strong pull drags me down faster the gravity. This week I knew I was in trouble by the weekend. Nothing tasted good. By Tuesday I was crying. Not even my full spectrum light was helping. Now I know why all those snowbirds go to Arizona in the winter. I'm ready to go with them, and I'm not retired. Talking with some friends about it did help some. Yesterday was a tear free day. But I needed sun!

And today God gave some to me. Really! We could see the sunrise this morning. And there is blue sky out there. We took a walk first thing, and went the full two miles, just so we could soak in more. At the beginning of the walk I was still down, even though I knew I should be so happy. My mind was still in the fog, even if the sky wasn't. It took almost the whole walk to pull myself out of it, but by the time feet we walking back up the driveway, my heart was singing. "Delight yourself, also in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart." Psalm 37:4

Thats what I need to be doing all the time, even when it's foggy. Do you have any delightful thoughts of the Lord, lifting your thoughts? I'd love to hear them! I'm pretty sure there will be fog again any day soon and I'm going to need some sunny thoughts. There is nothing more cheering then the delights of the Lord. Please put them in a comment, or post them on your blog, and then come back and put the link in a comment. And I'll try to find some to post on my own blog, and push back any fog that creeps into my mind.
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  1. UnknownJanuary 15, 2010 at 3:41 PM

    For morning worship, we often sing "I'm Glad Today" (remember that song from Cradle Roll?). We sing it once for each person, pausing to let them fill in what he/she is glad about. I'm always amazed and uplifted at what my children mention they are glad about- the little things that I've never even considered. That song and my children's responses always give me new perspective and joy for the day.

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