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Faith in the fog

blogIMG_8836Almost every morning after the sun rises in the east, they are there.

On some days, I see them clearly. Yet on other days, especially as we move into the fall season, I peer intently with a purpose to try to determine their whereabouts.

They are a flock of wild turkeys who frequent our country home yard. Flanked by a couple of adults,  the younglings try to keep up with their elders. They strut through the back yard sometimes switching back and forth between our property and our next door neighbor’s.

Other times I catch a glimpse of them as they scurry through the front expanse of grass, often coming very close to our front porch, then wander up hill, across the road and into the copse of trees there.

If it’s a bright, sunny morning, I have no problem catching sight of those creatures. But on these cooler, almost autumn daybreaks, fog settles itself into our little country valley and all I can discern are dark shapes moving through our plot of earth.

Like my own father, I try to capture wildlife in our midst with my camera. After Dad graduated into heaven, we found several photos he’d taken of critters in his yard and videos of the same as well. Like father, like daughter, I grab my camera and try to capture our visitors, although I don’t video them.

The photo at the beginning of this post shows our wild guests leisurely enjoying themselves at our place in full view. But recently, on a foggy morning, the turkeys were hard to see.

The photo below was taken with a telephoto lens yet still the misty atmosphere shrouds the subjects. It was even more difficult to see them through the fog with my own two eyes.

blogIMG_8848And that reminds me of faith in my God, Creator of both clear, sunny mornings and obscure, foggy ones.  

It’s easier to have faith in God when the sun shines, when all is right in your own little world. But when the gray days come, and they most assuredly will, when our eyesight is dim because we’re lost in a fog of troubles and trials, it’s more difficult to hang onto faith.

But that’s when we need faith even more.

Only the eyes of faith can see the “invisible, immortal God only wise” (as proclaimed in the old hymn written by Walter Smith) through the fog. 

“So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.” ~ 2 Corinthians 4:18 New International Version (NIV)

Living by faith is trusting in God through the murkiness of what’s in front of our eyes, knowing He’s there to love, comfort, protect, and deliver us no matter what.

I’m beginning to believe those wild turkeys visit our yard for a reason.

“Faith is like radar that sees through the fog — the reality of things at a distance that the human eye cannot see.” ~ Corrie Ten Boom

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Mama of this empty nest, I’m content to live a quiet, country life with my husband of 40+ years and to view the gorgeous sunsets off my own back yard deck. Mama to three adults and Nana to adorable grandchildren, my empty nest fills up again with noise and laughter when they all return 'home'. A former English teacher, reporter/editor, education director for a non-profit organization, and stay at home mom, I retired after a season of substitute teaching at a private academy. Now I enjoy time spent with my grandchildren and family and writing words that seem to pour out of my soul or wandering around the countryside with my camera. Foremost, my faith sustains me as I meander through the empty nest stage of life. My favorite scripture is 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18: “Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.”

11 thoughts on “Faith in the fog

  1. We have wild turkeys here, too. They primarily stick to the forests surrounding our property (I often hear them but cannot see them), but occasionally they wander into the yard or meander up and down the driveway. They’re fun to see. I like to think they also know they’re welcome here and that its a safe place to hang out (especially during hunting season).

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      1. My son used to work at a place that was next to a protected woodlot; the turkeys would come right up to the windows and look in (his office was slightly below ground level!) They even had one try to get in through the front door once! Two weeks ago one of our local adults got annoyed at her reflection in the chrome on my husband’s truck bumper – she kept hammering away at it and wouldn’t stop until he got in and moved the truck. They’re very funny (and fun) birds.

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  2. As always I love your “life lessons” from your observations. You and I are so much alike in the way God speaks to us. I am so grateful to be able to read these posts and nod my head in agreement. Thanks for reminding me that God is always there –no matter what!

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