And yet there is beauty …
Say it to yourself whenever you are about to be overwhelmed by something sad, cruel, frustrating or disheartening. For there is always a discoverable expression of love or beauty somewhere.
A tree sprout growing up through the cracks of destruction. A child walking out of the apocalypse of war. A gesture of kindness amidst overwhelming cruelty.
Even in the worst of times, there is beautiful redemption somewhere in sight. Thereby, hope endures. Joy can be born again. We rise.
Look for it! For even still, there is beauty.