Wrote this in my journal yesterday and felt impressed to share it here, for whatever it’s worth: [emphasis in original; hyperlinks added, obvs]
I understand the appeal of giving up. There’s a certain finality to it, which when you’re in the middle of something that as far as you know will never end can seem like deliverance in itself. Where there is no vision, the people perish. The question is whom do we trust to supply the vision? That answer seems to be the most important.