Monday Reflections: Fog on the Road

In these uncertain times in higher education, we asked UM chaplains what gives them hope.
For the next six weeks, we’ll share their reflections to encourage and strengthen you in your work and ministry.

One way through the fog is time – allowing life to flow and continue on with tasks and purpose, possibly at a slower pace until the fog clears.  Photo by Mike DuBose, UMNS.

By The Rev. Brian Anderson, Chaplain at Alaska Pacific University

A few weeks ago, there was a heavy fog on the Sunday morning drive to worship here in Anchorage, AK. In our neighborhood, it was thick and soupy and my children – especially Middle Bit – were very intrigued and excited by it. Because of decreased visibility, I drove a bit slower and was more attuned to movements on my periphery. The streetlights glowed differently in the distance and gave off other worldly vibes.   

Have you ever felt like you were in a fog, unable to think straight, or make decisions, or perform at “normal” in any given task?  I have those days, and times within days, that feel very foggy. I struggle to move forward on any number of given tasks. I isolate.   

One way through the fog is time – allowing life to flow and continue on with tasks and purpose, possibly at a slower pace until the fog clears. That is okay.   

Another way through the fog is with prayer/meditation. Taking time to be in silence, connecting with larger-than-life aspects and listening deeply into that time/space.  Giving oneself permission for this sacred time and space is an important key. As important as putting a doctor appointment (yearly check-up, Urgent Care walk in clinic) on the calendar.  Embracing this space is often uncomfortable — as much of humanity is focused on accomplishing tasks (which are often important and valuable too)…within prayer/meditation a deeper resonance is heard. 

Knowing the deep connections happen with and through the fog of life – literal (talking with my children about fog/nature/God on the way to worship) or metaphorical (being in the fog provides a different perspective on “right now” and coming out of that experience) – gives me hope.

“But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary; they will walk and not faint.” (Isaiah 40:31NIV)

Darkness and confusion ebb and flow – hope holds me steadfast.  Hope in things getting better.Hope in healing – personal, communal, environmental. Hope for my children’s future. Hope that the sun will rise again and disperse the fog. Be open to the experience of foggy days as best possible.Breathe and know you are not alone – strength through hope.  

A foundational reminder of hope happens for me each Sunday when the congregation sings, following the benediction, the refrain of On Eagles Wings (UMH p. 143) twice. The first time is “and God will raise you up” and then we sing it again “and God will raise us up.” Through this inclusive connection, there is hope in all things.   

Be well in all ways this day.