One of my favorite passages from literature came to mind this morning.
Sharing just in case it helps to hear words of hope:

“There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while.
The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him.
For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.” ✨

~J.R.R. Tolkien

Photo by Rev. Lauren Ostrout.