“But blessed is the one who trusts in the Lord, whose confidence is in him. They will be like a tree planted by the water that sends out its roots by the stream. It does not fear when heat comes; its leaves are always green. It has no worries in a year of drought and never fails to bear fruit.” Jeremiah 17:7-8
Our life has been a year of drought. S.M. looks at the outside of the house and gives one of his heavy sighs. He makes a complete circle around the property, kicking at the dilapidated bush that can’t decide if it is alive or dead. I can see his mental list: paint, more paint, and sanding.
The money we would have put towards re-painting of the house went to something more urgent. We both made that choice. I wonder if he regrets that choice. He never says so.
A few minutes and the back door slides open and closed. I hear the water running in the kitchen and he emerges where I am dusting in the living room. He holds a glass of water. Sweat beads on his forehead from the hot afternoon. Spring has come with a vengeance!
“I love you.” He says to me.
I hug him and plant a kiss on his cheek. “I love you, too.”
Jeremiah says, “It does not fear when heat comes; its leaves are always green. It has no worries in a year of drought and never fails to bear fruit.” The Lord is faithful and will provide the paint.