Faith Over Fatalism

Trials that linger are like one continuous long ride home from the hospital, suspended in mid-air, with no hope of rest or relief. It’s so easy to end up angry, bitter, depressed, selfish, even mean, and to be so consumed with the trial that we lose all sense of normalcy. What are we suppose to do with trials that linger? How do you move on with your life when your life will never move on from that trial?