Still there.
Mist on the land.
I look out from my dwelling and cannot see the trees on the far edge of the meadow. My view fades to distant gray. I feel alone on an island.
If I set out towards town, will the path still be there?
The mist did not erase the world. It cloaked it.
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Though unseen, Lord, let me trust that what you showed me yesterday is still present today.
The path is there if I walk it.
– from the mountain
Consider:
Can I trust what I learned yesterday, today?
Reading:
“All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost.” — J.R.R. Tolkien
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“For we walk by faith, not by sight.” — 2 Corinthians 5:7 KJV
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