Victor Hugo — 'Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.'

I've been pondering a lot this week about what to write about and I haven't been able pin point something I should talk about, all that comes to mind is speaking from the heart. What is in my heart?
   The realization that sometimes life is hard. Sometimes things don't go the way we plan. Sometimes blessings come soon and sometimes they come much later than we want. Sometimes we see things in the world around us that scare us or cause us concern. Sometimes we feel overwhelmed, confused, anxious and overwhelmed. We live in a fallen world doing the best we can with what we have. Sometimes life just plain hurts. Heavenly Father knows that, He sent us a Savior so we never had to feel those hurts alone. We are known, the tears we cry in the night are counted, the blessings we crave for so deeply are coming, they are coming I promise. Hold on to hope, hold on to faith and know that though pain may endure through the night, the sun does rise, that peace can comfort and support us on the longest roads and that hope brings sun light to what feels like darkened corners. Make scripture study, temples and prayer your anchors, for they are the things which show us Heavenly Father's love. We are known and we are counted, for now hold on to hope for joy will come in the morning.