Tuesday, September 13, 2016


Edited. Originally posted 11/9/10

Notice how easy it is to know the light in the dark of night. Light penetrates darkness and, as such, is in stark contrast to it.  Light is so obvious that even irreligious people stuck in a pitch black pit are quick to recognize and appreciate light as it sheds its rays of hope.

Light is unmistakable in the day as darkness is completely thwarted.  Nonchalant Christian living is facile art in the daylight.  No worries about decisions here because everything is clear.  This kind of broad and encompassing brilliance seems relegated to only parts of life or over short seasons that come and go.

But the majority of life is where that which is void of color mingles with prismatic fullness:  The Gray Fog.  Fog in the day or night makes the light scatter, and it becomes difficult to discern where the light begins and ends.  Turning on your brights won't help because that artificially intense light only makes you more blind to how bad the fog is.  In darkness, we know to scream out for help, but there is just enough light in the fog to trick us into thinking that we can go it alone. You aren't completely sunk in the fog, but the going is slower and more cautious.  Your life is at stake if you go too fast and take too much for granted.  And of course the thickness of the fog shifts; it's never the same.

Over all the virtues we could possibly enact, we are told to put on love. The light of love is not artificially bright and will not blind us. It illuminates only what we need for the present, but that's enough to get us through. Love brings us in communion; it compels us to not let go of Him or others. When we find that we have wandered in the fog and are lost, love brings us back to where we should be.

When our love falls short, when it has grown weary and is down to an ember, we find His love is still there. And as we let go of our own self-made perceptions and abandon our hollow longings for the safety of ease, the fog lifts just enough to give us sight beyond our pain, our fear . . . and sin.

We groan weighed down with waiting, sustained by hope, for that Glorious Day, when all fog is ended and night is no more, yet the Spirit also groans, in intercessions for us beyond our understanding. Until at last, we find that not only did all things work together for good, but His love was not once separated from us.

©2010-2016 Emily Woodham


  1. You know, this post reminds me of Michelle's of Lost in the Prairies -- talking about being judgmental. I was thinking about how somethings are permissible for some, but not for others simply because of where we've been and of what we are made. I think it's similar with the gray areas, too. We need to seek God through this fog to find out what it means for our walk with Him -- the most important thing of all. I'm so glad you joined today!

  2. :) :) I read Michele's but haven't had time to comment, but yes, our posts are in the same vein. Most Christians judge one another over the food they eat, the movies they watch, and all the other choices in life, which is why we all need grace and are not to look down on one another.


  3. Ah yes... Grace is a key I think. We have been given so much and now to extend it. Great post! I am glad to be part of this community! Looking forward to Just life!

  4. Love how you described the "gray area" - such a place we as mothers often reside. The mundane. The repeated. The "Truman-Showishness" of it all.

    Great to meet you this week - I look forward to reading more of the "It's A Life" post!

    Natalie at Mommy on Fire

  5. The gray area so true. I work with teens and today was talking with her about the light and the dark...and how often we live in the gray... and how at some point the gray we are walking will be exposed to the light...and how often at times we may not want that.

    Excellent post and I am so glad you are putting yourself out there...You will not regret it!

    Welcome to the sisterhood!

    (and I am so glad to see another book lover... I <3 Goodreads too!)

    (Love your url...rivendell chick!)

  6. Cindy, Philippians 2:12-13 has been on my mind for two weeks, and I thought of it as I was writing this post. We discussed it in a small group way back in 2003. A note from that discussion is: "Religiously Passive and Religiously Active are equally in error; should be working out of what He does in us." Hence "fear and trembling," eh? :) It truly blessed me that you saw my heart in this post which was that scripture! :) :)

    God bless!

  7. "I'm going to embark on writing more about the Gray with few apologies.." We should never apologize for the way we write when we allow ourselves to be open. I love when people share honestly with me. No matter if I agree or not. This opens up some of the best conversations between my Babes in me. We all come from different backgrounds and different denominations and encourage each other in how God is working through each of us, no matter the grey area. Thank you for encouraging those discussions and pushing us out of our comfort zones.