To those who do honest work, yet do not always receive a reward commensurate to effort, I see you. I cannot tell when you will succeed or when things will finally make sense. I can only pray.
I pray that the world will conspire to honour you. I pray that you will no longer fall victim to nepotism, corruption and the politics of evil. I pray that the weariness in your soul will ease. I ask that your head will be lifted up and that the ache in your brain will go away. I pray you will become differentiated and that finally you will come to a place of rest, comfort and prosperity.