They say it is always darkest before the dawn.
Light always cancels out the dark.
Good will eventually prevail over evil.
That the race is always harder before the finish line.
The storm being more violent just before it passes.
But what do you do when you have cried and prayed and grumbled and still the struggle goes on?
You have withered the storm but that brief rest was just the Eye and now you have to go through more thunderstorms,You have been racing for years and still no finish line,all the goodness just does not seem to be winning over the evil ones and the light?well lets just say you are the proverbial owl.
What do you do then?