In the Gray
Monday Morning… gray and foggy. Humidity sits in the air and the ocean mist fills my lungs. Faint light on the horizon promises violet and pink, but for now the world has been converted to black and white. A memory… a snapshot I wouldn’t change.
There is something holy about this moment. The hush before the day speaks too loudly and the way God meets me in the muted places, when nothing feels dramatic or shiny or solved… but everything is still alive.
I stand here and let the gray do what it always does… it slows me down.
It asks me to stop performing.
It invites me to breathe like I mean it.
The fog doesn’t mean I’m lost. It means I can’t see far ahead. And honestly? That might be mercy, because forward doesn’t always feel like what I need. Sometimes, my heart aches for a return.
A return to rhythms that hold me when I feel lost, to simple faithfulness… to what I know to be steady and true.
So I don’t ask this morning to fix me- I just let it reset me.
One sip of coffee. One deep breath. One honest prayer: God, help me take the next right step.
And then, little by little, the world begins to soften at the edges, not because the fog disappears all at once… but because the light keeps showing up anyway.
Sunrise… faithful, like God. He doesn’t wait for perfect conditions. He arrives right on time, even in the gray.
And if I’m moving forward, it won’t be because I suddenly feel fearless. It will be because I chose rhythm over rush. Presence over pressure. Obedience over overthinking.
Today, I’m returning to the small things that change everything:
~Opening my Bible before my phone
~Stepping outside before stepping into demands
~Writing one paragraph instead of waiting for the whole chapter
~Moving my body like it’s a gift, not a punishment
~Blessing what is… while believing for what will be
This is how change enters my life. Not in one big moment, but in a thousand quiet decisions to begin again.
If you’re standing in your own gray morning- foggy, heavy, and unsure, you don’t have to see the whole path.
Just look for the faint light on the horizon.
It’s there.
Promise.
Be happy. 🧡