Times when you cannot see through fog
It is then that you are blessed
All is dim, even obscured
Now is the time to rest
For in due time it shall break
All shall be revealed
For in the time that it was dark
You were being healed
Morning light breaks through the fog, Glacier Bay, Alaska
nomadruss in words and photos 
Thanks for this. It speaks truth to me as I mourn the recent losses of 2 family members while I still try to recover from the loss of too many other family and friends the last couple years,
Tabitha, I’m so thankful to hear this. As I posted it this morning my prayer was that it would touch a few who needed it. I’ll pause and pray for you right now sis.
Simply beautiful, Russ.