Almost 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.
And 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