I watch the fog coming towards us, down the mountainous valleys and across the sea. Soon we are enveloped in fog, until it slowly passes by allowing us to see again.

I imagine that those in the higher peaks could see clearly the entire time (if someone were there, I doubt that anyone is now).

How often in our own lives do we live in the fog? Sometimes it is easier for others to view the bigger picture. They are in the mountains of our lives, just as we might be in the mountains of their lives.

Who do you know (and trust) that might be your eyes from the mountains to help you navigate through your fog?