I have to admit that there have been a lot of times in the last few years that I've been hanging out in the fog. I feel like I have lost some part of myself, and I can catch glimpses of me sometimes, but not always.
I'm thinking about the fog today because there is such a heavy fog/mist today that I can't see anything of the mountains. I know they're there, but I can't see them at all. My desires seem to have become that fog obscuring God. I don't feel that I can know His will right now. But if I can't, it's because I'm not ready or willing or able to let go of my own desires long enough to see His.
In many ways this Advent has been a very good thing. Although I still don't feel that I can quite pray how I should (wholeheartedly saying, "Thy will be done", no matter what His will is), I'm feeling a little closer to that. I got a picture the other day that really captures Advent for me this year.