For a while it didn’t get better, every single tomorrow became the present day and I still saw no changes. I kept whispering the prayer over and over again.
Finally, yesterday, my tomorrow came; the first step in conflict resolution was taken. (About time too, it was becoming an Israel-Palestine saga)
I can’t explain the joy I feel.
I will still keep praying because I know things can be even better.
Weeping may endure for a night but joy comes in the morning (Psalms 30:5)