It is just about noon, soon the soup, will be in my bowl, and on the spoon. It has been foggy, now a day or two, now I look out, and see the sun, breaking through. Our spirits are sometimes, foggy and grey, pain creeps in, our hearts and minds, and Satan tries to, ruin our souls. Thank God, He sent His SON, to save and control. No matter our circumstance, through Christ, our spiritual victory is won.