Some sadness came so hard, it’s overwhelming. My heart darken and the cloud over my eyes started to rain. Rivers appeared, streaming down my face. Unbearable at some point. The thunder struck makes me feel like I want to give up. Need to.

Not that I don’t trust God is suffice for me–I do. He is!!–It’s just that…. my flawed-human side. It’s weak, and can also be weakening.

I must stop this with a scream of hope: “I’m stronger than I ever thought I am! Because God is with those whose patience!”

A hope.

Yes. In the end, hope is always the only thing that keeps me going. The last resort:

Hope.