By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

And I think that I shall lose my senses if I hear that sound one more time in the night!
The little "plink" sound wakens me at 2:00 AM and I lay in the dark and try to get back to sleep. Work will come quickly and I'm overtired to begin with.
Bother ...
To no avail.
Plink, Plink, Plink.
This urgent incessant "plink" sound suggesting there's a real problem somewhere out there in the night.
Somewhat relieved that I'm not losing my mind, my husband mumbles that the dumb thing that fell into the window well should die sometime soon and be stilled.
Hmmm ...
He's located the source so now I must investigate.
I stumble over to the window and peer into the dark window box and listen ...
All is quiet;
Maybe it's dead.
I crawl back into bed and guess what:
Plink, Plink, Plink.
I look again, see nothing, and crawl back into bed with the aid of a pillow covering my head.
But I can't get the persistent "plink" out of my head.
Morning comes too early and you don't have to be a rocket scientist to know what woke me.
I look into the window well with the aid of the first morning light and I see the culprit:
Plink ...
It's a frog,
It's Kermit.
I'm not sure how God speaks to the rest of you ... but that little frog speaks my language:
The language is called persistence.
It's not a universal language but it's an emphatically worthy one.
It's a language that says,
"When everyone else is 'giving up,'
I'm gonna be 'Getting up.'
Plink, plink, plink ...
I like Kermit and decide that his persistence is going to garner him his freedom.
 He's worth a walk in the rain and a dry pail.
He's knocked himself in the head, senseless, trying to escape and perhaps he has enough reserve energy to head into the grassy plains, where window wells don't exist, and life is  agreeable to cheerful safe frog jumping.
Kermit is safely rescued;
Lifted out of the window well like Jeremiah was by Ebedmelech (Jeremiah 38:6-13.)
Actually, my dear friend above me was employed for the task and set Kermit free.
Thank you, kind friend;
You know who you are.
 The parable of the persistent widow in Luke 18:1-8 comes to mind and I am led into that particular scripture because of the "plink" in the night.
For the little "Kermits" in my life I give God thanks.
For persistence where I face resistance,
 I give God thanks.
This thing called "holiness" is so worth it.
Persist - To continue firmly or obstinately in a course of action in spite of difficulty or opposition.