When No Amount of Planning Can Save Me

The thing about faith is that it usually comes into play when life is so foggy I can't see my hand in front of my face, when no amount of planning can save me.

Raise your hand if you've been there.

Raise your hand if you're there right now.

I'm in too much of a fog to see my own hand right now, let alone yours, but I'm guessing there are a bunch of raised hands.

Tell you what, if you raised your hand, how about coming with me to (in)Courage where I'm writing today about plans and faith and the fog in between.