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F.O.G.



The fog from the Pacific Ocean front started rolling in early Saturday evening so when I woke in the middle of the night and peeked out the window, I wondered if my trip back to Arizona would be delayed a few hours due to the thick fog. I whispered a short prayer asking God to lift the fog and also the headache that pounded my temples. I fell back asleep. By 5:00 a.m. I got up to start the coffee and noticed I could see across the street just fine with only a mist in the air. By the time I took my shower, the headache was gone!

Thank you, my friends, for covering my drive home in prayer. It was a smooth ride and I was able to navigate safely! I felt drenched in confidence because of your prayers. I want you to know I prayed for you, too. It was a great time to ask the Lord to bless you and meet your every need.

I praise God today for lifting the fog and replacing it with F.O.G., the favor of God!

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  1. Such a lovely post. Praising God for bringing you home safely. I love you.

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  2. I'm glad you are home and safe!
    I wake up in the middle of the night, too.

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  3. Great picture Mary! I am so glad that you are home safe and sound and living in F.O.G. :)

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  4. Glad to know that you made it okay going back home...I like your F.O.G.'s meaning...And our prayers are answered because of FOG, too: Faith On God...Have a blessed week sister Mary and thank you for your prayers, too. Love you sister...

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  5. Mary found your site and realize we're neighbors! I'm in Prescott (small world). Been blessed by your posts and love your "foodie" site too.
    Sweet Blessing!

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  6. Get this: I prayed that God would send you a true smoke signal! I love it! Another FOG blessing -- Full of Grace! Take that, devil. I bet I know who has the headache now. Welcome home, Mary!

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  7. Glad you're back home safely and what a beautiful photo. You are loved!

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  8. FOG.....LOVE IT! So glad you are home safe and in the arms of your DH! God is sooo good, and I am praising HIM for taking the pain and lifting the fog and giving you peace!

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  9. What a beautiful photo! So glad to learn though that you got home safely. I was praying for you.

    love you,
    Debbie

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  10. Oh boy is that good. I posted yesterday on my business blog (http://beverlylewis.wordpress.com/2009/10/21/false-evidence-appearing-real/ ) about the Fog of Fear. I can replace that with F.O.G. WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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