Do you remember that scene from the film South Pacific, where Nurse Nellie Thorbush looks out across the islands and sees what she thinks are clouds but then realizes they’re gun smoke, and that even in that South Sea paradise people are being killed? But then she sings: “When the sky is a bright canary yellow, I forget every cloud I’ve ever seen. So they call me a cock-eyed optimist, immature and incurably green. I could say life is just a bowl of Jell-O, and appear more intelligent and smart. But I’m stuck like a dope with a thing called hope, and I can’t get it out of my heart.”
Well, I’m stuck with the same thing: hope. I believe that what I may see at this moment in time is not all that there is. But I also believe those timeless words of the Bible which tell us that “God is,” and “rewards those who diligently seek him.”