There are moments when God speaks through ordinary circumstances so clearly that you never forget them.
One of those moments happened on the first Sunday of 2020.
It was a thick, foggy day. My family was driving home to Windsor from Colchester when my mom mentioned we couldn’t see the windmills in the field beside the road. My son had just turned sixteen and casually joked about having “20/20 vision.”
That simple comment stirred something in my spirit.
God directed my attention to one of the windmills.
“What do you see?”
“Only part of the stem,” I answered.
“Does that mean the rest is gone?”
“No.”
“How do you know?”
Because history, science, and common sense tell me it’s just cloud cover. The structure is still there.
Then came the deeper question:
“How do you know I didn’t destroy it while it’s hidden?”
I had to admit — I didn’t know. I was simply believing it was still whole.
Later, standing along the river in Windsor, I could see seagulls clearly — but Detroit was completely covered in fog. Then I looked at the Ambassador Bridge. I could only see the Canadian half; the rest disappeared into the mist.
Each time, God pressed the same truth into my heart:
Just because you can’t see it doesn’t mean it’s gone.
Then He asked me something that pierced deeper than the fog ever could:
“If I told you to walk across that bridge, would you go? Would you walk all the way through the fog — or only as far as you can see?”
I wanted to say I’d go all the way.
But honestly? I didn’t know.
That’s when He spoke clearly:
“You are going to go through seasons where you cannot see clearly. Things will feel dark and uncertain. But just like this fog, it will lift. Until it does, trust that I am working behind the scenes.”
The 20/20 Revelation
Later, I thought about my son’s words.
“20/20.”
Perfect vision.
In the middle of my fog, God was reminding me that while my sight was clouded, His was not.
Where I saw confusion, He saw completion.
Where I saw uncertainty, He saw outcome.
Where I saw fog, He saw the full bridge.
And that truth anchored me.
For the Woman Ending This Year in Uncertainty
Maybe this year didn’t go the way you planned.
Maybe you can’t see your way into the next one.
But fog is not destruction.
It’s temporary concealment.
The bridge still stands.
The city is still there.
The promises of God are still intact.
You don’t need 20/20 vision when you walk with the God who sees it all.
Even in the fog.
Especially in the fog.
A Simple Prayer
Lord, when I cannot see clearly, help me trust Your vision.
When the future feels hidden, remind me that You are not absent.
Give me courage to walk farther than my eyes can see.
Amen.