This morning’s temperature was in the teens, and a film of ice had covered my car’s windshield. After starting the car to warm it up, I dutifully grabbed my scraper and headed back out into the cold to clear off the ice. A slight freezing drizzle of precipitation was dropping from the sky. When I returned to the driver’s seat and turned the wipers on to clear the windshield again, it had a new frozen layer of ice on it. The defroster wasn’t warm enough to melt it off, and a few squirts of the wiper fluid only added to the frozen mess.
By the time the heater warmed the windshield enough to combat the continuing precipitation and tire kickback from the cars ahead of me in traffic, I was half way to the office.
Sometimes when obstacles seem great and block our vision, we need to continue on our journey trusting that as we keep going we’re adding fuel to fire, and it will eventually break through the incessant cold, clearing up what once seemed blinding.