The future is not so certain and things could take a turn for the worse, God or no God. People around me are stumbling. Health issues might not resolve, money might tighten, people remain difficult, distractions multiply, and burdens don't lighten. There is still an open door for the dream to sneak through, and it's important Io grab it while I can, but it can't be hurried and it's hard to keep the faith. Everyday is a struggle, at least it feels like that. For now the uncertain future won't go away and has to be endured.
(What I wrote stands on its own. However, soon after was in the bathroom brushing my teeth and seemed to hear "it's alright Steve. You can push forward and get things done.' For the moment felt relief and capable again.)