When does it all become so hard? When you lose hope and kindness is lost in the darkness?

When all doesn't seem to go as planned? Or is it when we are ever challenged at life?

I am wanting to complain about everything in my life, but what is there to complain about?

Me and life have had conflicts of interest lately,but is that any reason to go around stamping my feet

, throwing unnecessary tantrums. and asking "why me"? You know what I just thought of ...

I should be asking why them.. them being the struggling single mother, the impoverished child, the

lonely widow. This kind of question causes God's true love to take action. Turning away from you own lost hope,

mis-plans, and challenges and then turning to stare into the abyss of another's hard life is scary and takes great courage

and faith. I think I have to look for answers not only for myself, but others too. Beside, when I flood myself in my

own self-wallow and my gasping tears choke my voice from speaking God's word, I am truly lost. Not only

for myself, but for those whom I can potentially help, as God uses us as tools. Hardship has "hard" in it. It is like a

boulder... something to build upon, but like a boulder it is still destructible. God is the hammer.