Today I was at a friend’s house in the cool, rainy, and foggy weather. They live in a pretty secluded area at the top of a hill, overlooking a pond in the distance. While it is nice to have warm sunny weather, I found a certain kind of beauty in the dampness. The garden in the foreground had spring flowers that were in bloom, such as the giant white and pink peonies and purple iris. Past that, an American flag and a flag with the Sacred Heart were high on their poles and would occasionally wave in the breeze. Beyond the flags were thick woods which opened around the driveway enough to see the pond. The fog came and went and changed the view. It was a peaceful place to be.

I Found God today in the beauty of fog.