Breaking up the soil

Some say there is a powerful benefit to be reaped of propagated positivity in the fields of ones mind. That though your surroundings may be less than ideal, if you focus on the good, it will produce a blessed harvest. But what is to be done when, in the midst of disappointment, circumstances have hardened the soil to such a degree that no pick, shovel, or mattock you posses, can break through. When all our efforts and attempts at coping seem to only further beset your path with difficulty and obstacles. When no matter how much you pray, work, yell, or weep nothing changes and progress is negligible and at times retroactive. I've watered the grounds with my sweat, blood, and at times tears and it drinks it up and still remains unyielding. Part of me wants to lay down the spade and shovel, and the other would continue to dig. Whether I love it or hate it, things don't change, and perhaps now, I have to push through..regardless of my perceived progress. A new year is on the horizon...maybe with it will come some Rain.