Perseverance

I'm looking out my bedroom window at my father out working in the garden. It's almost 85 degrees outside already and it's very humid. My father will be 88 next month and it amazes me to see him persevering in the garden. He can only work an hour or so every morning and then he's tired out. He naps the afternoon away...
Last week, a woman in our neighborhood who walks everyday, stopped and told my dad that he's her inspiration. She sees him out there working everyday and it pushes her to keep going.
I think I'll send Michael out there to help him.
I thank the dear Lord for the lessons of hard work and perseverance taught me by my dad.

A blessed Tuesday to all.....