Perseverance

Saturday we work. Up early, we face the day. With work gloves on, we tackle wires, trenches, pipes, and dirt. The hours race by not giving us a moment to rest. The lunch hour arrives and departs without being noticed and soon it is dinner time. We complete the last tasks of the day. Now ready to call for inspection, we pray all goes well - that we pass so we can call Fortis.

With success, also comes trials.

Drip, drip, drip does not echo the sound of much needed rain, but the unwanted sound of a hot water tank leaking. Slowly the unknown leak has worked its way through insulation and wood to be noticed in little puddles on the dry ground. Up late, we face the night. With tools we tackle a hooped hot water tank, ruined wood, black mold, and even growing mushrooms beneath our RV bedroom closet. With the need of a new tank the job is left to wait until we can replace wood and bleach away any remaining mold. We go to bed exhausted as the bedtime hour has already come and gone.


But, trails can only bring your down if you let them. We take each day one at a time. Trusting, persevering, with one foot in front of the other.

By perseverance the snail reached the ark.– Charles Spurgeon