What a beautiful morning! We walked on the beach bare armed and bare footed, catching our breath when the cold water washed over our feet. By noon a thick fog began to roll in, penetrating spaces between trees and shrubs, lowering its drape over the water. How quickly the weather can change here, shifting from mood to mood. How quickly my faith can change too! I commit myself totally one minute, and just a brief interlude later find myself doubting and questioning. Dear Father, you’ve given us a changeable world with changeable weather and changeable fashions. Remind me that even my questions and doubts are part of my faith, encouraged and enabled by you, steps leading me deeper into the true belief you offer. Amen.