Some time ago, two Indians who had been watching a lighthouse go up came over to see the thing open on the big day.  It was all set up with the lights and the bell and the horn; but the day it was due to open, the worst fog of all fogs came in.

One Indian said to the other, “Light shine, bell ring, horn blow, but fog come in just the same.”

We’ve never had more lights shining, and bells ringing and horns blowing in the church than we have today.  We’ve never had more fog. ~Vance Havner, sermon, On This Rock I Stand