It was an incredibly foggy morning. Like pea soup, as they say. I was driving to work in Austin, Texas from my small town of Bastrop, about 40 miles east. The drive usually took about an hour, but this morning it was taking forever. I was just inching along. I had almost no visibility. I could maybe see two car lengths ahead. I was terribly anxious, afraid I might run into something or run off the road. I wasn’t sure whether to stop or keep going or exactly what to do to calm my fear and keep me safe. I prayed and peered ahead. Suddenly a digital billboard penetrated the dense fog. It had only one word on it:
It was as if God were speaking.
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