I'm starting to read this book called "have a little faith" by Mitch Albom, even though it's the start of a new semester. Great book--at least to page 50 of 250!
Part of it is about a Rabbi, and Mitch preparing to give the Rabbi's eulogy (though the Rabbi seems fine). Mitch asks the Rabbi why he is not cynical and the Rabbi responds by telling a story of someone who kept trying at something, even when the person was spat in the face in doing so. The Rabbi said, "Mitch, that's what faith is. If they spit in your face, you say it must be raining. But you still come back tomorrow."
Faith, in so many ways. Come back tomorrow. A valued friendship may seem gone. But keep trying--keep coming back tomorrow, and maybe the next tomorrow, and the next tomorrow, and maybe many more tomorrows. It may come back. If I can't walk one day or feel like I've hit a wall, come back tomorrow. I may feel better. If many days my shoulder really hurts by the end of the day, come back tomorrow. It may feel a bit better. If work is completely overwhelming and I've felt about to break, come back tomorrow, as difficult as that can be. All these things may not be better tomorrow. But don't give up--hope--and come back tomorrow. Offer it all up to God. Come back tomorrow. If nothing else, eventually there may be a sense of peace. Or tomorrow, maybe something will happen that is completely unexpected. Today, the hope of yesterday's tomorrow came true for me in a small way.