High on a cliff overlooking the bend of a meandering Indiana river is an old log just suited for photographic opportunities, especially in the fall.

An assortment of hardwoods hiding along the rustling waters below guarantee calendar-perfect pictures for anyone waiting for the colors to “show up,” or, at least, to become visible.

Unfortunately, the colored leaf season is also the fog season. In early morning, heavy penetrating fog often crawls into the valley and completely hides the brightly-quilted colors. In fact, it would almost seem that they don’t exist.

Still, a patient photographer won’t be fooled by nature’s meandering moods. Patient waiting often produces a brilliant scene of sunlight piercing the veil of fog and reflecting off of shiny colored leaves, still laden with moisture. Suddenly, a bright array of reds, oranges, and yellows seemingly crawl out of the fog and make their glory known in the afternoon sunlight.

This simple act of nature is not unlike the experience of having hope and joy obscured by the veil of life’s hurts. Shrouded fogs of depression, distortions, and disappointments hide the colors of hope, potential, and life within. Just as fog is caused when the atmosphere is fully condensed with moisture, the fogs of the soul are caused by full condensation of abuse, heartache, grief, illness, and other disappointments. But as the warm sun can burn off the fog and allow fall colors to emerge, the warmth of God’s love, encouragement from friends, and caring hearts can burn away the soul’s fog and allow color to appear in the heart once again.

The expression, “my mind is in a fog,” is more than a cliché when life is clouded by constant hurt without reprieve. Colors such as happiness, joy and hope are completely obscured by the fog of the present. During such times there is a strong temptation to assume that those things don’t even exist, and it’s easy to get, “lost in the fog.”

The writer of Psalms creates a similar picture in Psalm 139 when he speaks about the obscurity of night falling on us. But he also creates a unique scenario known only to the mind of God.

“Surely the darkness shall fall on me, even the night shall be light around me; indeed, the darkness shall not hide from you, but the night shines as they day; the darkness and the light are both alike to you.”

Imagine that, God sees color through darkness. At midnight, He still sees red barns, golden wheat…and in season, colored leaves.

“The darkness and light are both alike to Him.” He is with us in all of our changing moods, even though His is always the same. And in His timing, He sends light, a ray of hope, to let us know that the colors are still there.

Even though we might not have the “foggiest idea” of what is going on.