Carried Along

Carried Along   

Frequently there appears a connection beyond present understanding

All nature presents an image almost other worldly in truth upstanding

A journey through fog layered views

Seems to encapsulate the lessons of life in splendorous hues

The journey begins in quiet stillness with just enough light to discern the way

Slowly, deliberately setting out in the middle of an elegant display

Things that would distract are hidden from sight

I am captivated by changing glimpses of light

At times the effect is almost blindingly white

Shadowy forms move silently along without actually appearing

Something suggesting reality beyond what I am physically seeing

It is the layers of fog themselves on the move

Delighting my soul with glorious glimpses beyond what I can touch or prove

A fleeting image or impulse of something yet hidden until a future day

That seems akin to seeking enlightened direction for life’s way

I travel with uncertainty until I hear a familiar voice behind me

“This is the way, walk in it.” I am given eyes to see

The road rises out of the fog into a clearing of light

Landmarks reveal true pathway; my overjoyed soul responds in delight

As the highway of life leads through foggy valleys for a time

The way always opens before me with glimpses sublime

I see how that voice behind me has guided me through a difficult way

It is with a sacrifice of praise that in worship I thankfully pray

Awakening in the mountaintop sunlight many mornings gives perspective

Preparation for facing hidden valleys waiting through God’s directive

From an eagles nest view the fog gives a surreal essence of peace and tranquility

But when one descends from the mountaintop that sight surpasses physical ability

Knowing with assurance through transformed faith and love

God’s faithfulness awaits in splendor those who with hope lift their eyes above

The hidden valleys will intermittently appear in waves

Just as the river of fog is unpredictable in the way it behaves

It is the Great Light that is eternally constant and true

Leading, carrying as on eagle’s wings to see blessed ones through.

This time of waiting is not a free pass to earthly desire

Not a guarantee of goals to which the old nature might aspire

For God’s thoughts perfectly lift the eyes of the heart much higher

Until one day breaking through the light dressed in white linen attire

We will know in its fullness as we are welcomed home

The radiance of heavenly glory ours, never again to roam

What the eyes of faith have seen through billowing fog filled valleys below

Will be gloriously revealed to those given to persevere, having been divinely healed

IMP 1/17/2012