This life that we have found ourselves in the midst of, is again, not the story I wanted to write. I want to cry and have a pity party. To be angry that my dreams and goals seem so different than the life we walk.
Much like how Psalms 77 starts out. The focus is all on the Psalmist himself, that panic, that feeling of being forgotten, being thrown aside. Then about half way thru the chapter he settles and changes his focus from the problem to the creator. He remembers God's right hand of redemption and what had been demonstrated in the past.
Trials are not foreign to my life. But neither is God's power to redeem for good and use what satan tries to use to destroy us.
God's right hand is referred to as Righteous, Salvation and Redemption. We cannot always change our circumstances, but we can choose to change our perspective.