This morning I went for a run and found myself running through the fog. It seems there is a cloud on the ground every morning that I need to run. Let me just say this. It. Is. Not. Fun. It brings a coolness and wet droplets that I don't want on my. My shoes become wet from the outside in. It's far more difficult to breathe. Overall the experience sucks.
So as I'm trudging through my 5:30 run (yes, I was running at 5:30 am on a Saturday and it added to my grumpiness) I'm trying to be positive. I begin to pray, "God, would you please get this cloud off of me? Can we clear the fog so I can just have a decent Saturday run?" I continue on and it feels all the thicker. However, I turn down one street and above me I can see a star. Just one. Through all the fog, it was clear just in front of me so that I could see that one beautiful star shining ever brightly. The majesty of it all kind of hit me from behind. My mind changed from agitation to thankfulness. I began thanking God for the day. He woke me up before the alarm. I had a full night's sleep for the first time in over a week. My legs are working. My breathing is going. And beyond the cloud, the stars are still shining. For a brief moment I was able to see a handful of stars to the left of the main one. They were clouded by the fog, and much dimmer to my eye, but they were still shining. I began looking further up above me - which is not the best thing to do while running, you kinda need to see what's in front of you. But I had to. I had to look to see if the fog had cleared anywhere else. Were stars shining above me or behind me? I turned my head to the side at the end of the street. It looked as if the cloud was in a glass wall. Just flat up the side in line with me. God wouldn't lift the cloud, but he parted it enough to see the stars above are still there. My run continued on and the clouds moved in heavier and that one star that shone so bright was now being covered slowly. However, my mind was better and here I was thinking about how much we all care about something so petty. We know we're selfish creatures, and most of us try to live past it, but this morning showed me a beautiful picture of how we think and act. There are many phrases out there made by smarter, better writers than I. But I'll throw my hat in the ring and say this - Sometimes we cannot see the stars, because we're too busy staring through the fog. I know it doesn't have that flow that others do, but I think it gets the point across. How often are we so overwhelmed by the fog around us that we forget about everything else in the world, nay, in the universe? I say it all too often, we are just a blip on the radar of eternity. We focus so much on our little situations and lose sight of the beauty and wonder around us. It isn't right. We deprive ourselves. We forget. Boy, do we forget. I urge you, reader, do not forget. Do not forget that even though the fog has settled in around you, there is so much more outside of you to see. You may not always be able to see it. It may be dimmer than we're used to. And sometimes we are blessed with just a moment of relief. No matter what, the stars are still shining brightly beyond the fog, whether we see them or not. What will you see through the fog?
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