out of the fog

For reasons I cannot explain, I've been waking up under a more ominous layer of fog than usual here lately. That's right, I'll say it, I've been in a funk. Not that it's uncommon or unsusual for one to be in an occasional funk. It's just that lately, my funks have seemed lengthier and more gloomy than ususal. Missing home, adjusting to a thousand new things, and spending too much time alone. Today I grew tired of having poor little me days. Today, I had a breakthrough. I love the days when the funk is over and you realize, that duh, the sun is shining above the fog. On the upper half of the bridge. It always has been. I'm going to be o.k. For a million reasons and answered prayers, I am happy as a lark again today. So thanks, Lord, for a day of clarity. Thanks for creating a beautiful world, thanks for your grace + mercy on days when I'm worthless, and thanks for filling me up with Christ's love to make it all worthwhile...Thanks for smiling down on me, even when I'm under this fog. Photo by flickr.