Sometimes life throws you curves that leave you questioning what it is all worth and puts you on a cliff, wondering why bother. Like Job, you feel scourged by the God you love and Revere.
Then God sends a friend who reminds you that you are a child of the most high God and that as writhing as the pain is, and as hopeless as it seems, God has a greater plan for you, and your dreams are still real and not deferred; that there are always tomorrows and they are always filled with hope for a brighter day.
Depression is real and it is deadly and dangerous with the capacity to rob you of any notion of hope.
Tomorrow, tomorrow I love you tomorrow, you’re always a day away.