The Limitations of Faith

It was no longer a question of faith.  That he had in abundance.  All of a sudden he had run out of hope, and without hope there is no assurance that believed things can someday be.  He had somehow lost the "this world" expectation, and had no way of realizing what was believed in; so while he continued with the "beyond" aspects of what ought to have been, he was unable to go on, and so he didn't.  He could not keep saying tomorrow.  He wanted, and needed, today.  He wasn't really sad, just a bit more realistic; but maybe that is sadness in itself.