The best is yet to come.
I don’t particularly love where I live right now. It has been a lot harder than anticipated. And sometimes I look at the problems in my home and I get discouraged.
But the best is yet to come. I can have a perspective that I won’t be here forever. The hard things won’t last–and the good things won’t last forever either.
Sometimes life actually gets harder, not easier. We want it to stop raining and instead it starts raining harder.
But “the best” isn’t found on the easy path. As we keep trying in the hard times, we grow and grow and so we becomes better. Our best self is in our future, and we are working towards that potential.
Life is more than our present circumstances. We are working towards an eternal destiny.