It Doesn't Matter...
Don't go by all the chaos you see around you. The devil is defeated and WE HAVE THE VICTORY. God has us in a controlled environment and this is ONLY a test. Don't get discouraged. Don't faint and don't give up. Many are the afflictions of the righteous but the Lord delivers us from them ALL.
Remember, God is on the Throne, not man. The TEST comes and THEN the BLESSING. Don't let the TEST make you think this is the end because it's NOT. Wait on the Lord. Be brave and courageous and wait on Him. Understand, this is ONLY a test.
I remember a BIG test a while back. I tried to bless someone who was totally against me. Attacks, setups, slanderous words. Putting me in tight spots trying to get me to complain and then saying to me, "Aha, look at you complaining." It was SO cruel and I remember sitting in prayer and crying because I COULD SEE what the devil was doing. But, guess what? God can see, too. And, God is just.
KNOW THIS: IF, and I repeat, IF God allowed it, then it means it's going to work for your good. So, don't go by that chaos, cruelty and hatred. Our help comes from the Lord. And, He's on the way!
Praying for you. Stay encouraged. Keep reading your Bible. Keep being obedient to Father God. May your soul prosper in God. Keep doing things that add value.
Psalm 30 I will extol thee, O Lord; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me. O Lord my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me. O Lord, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. Sing unto the Lord, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness. For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning. And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved. Lord, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled. I cried to thee, O Lord; and unto the Lord I made supplication. What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth? Hear, O Lord, and have mercy upon me: Lord, be thou my helper. Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness; To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.