Echoes from a rough week

This has been a rough week. Like a beat you down and rub dirt in all your wounds kind of week. Friends have lost siblings, babies have been sick, longings and desires have gone unfulfilled only to see others receive what you have hoped and prayed for, hours later. Rough week. My flesh wants to wallow and lay in bed all day and eat cupcakes and scream at the ceiling.....

BUT there is this echo deep in my soul that asks me to have hope one more time, one more moment, one more breathe. When I feel like I can't take anymore He asks me to hold on. 
I've been doing a lot of thinking this rough week. I am an extremely black and white person. I don't think I have a grey bone in my body. I  deeply want understand why things happen. What's the purpose for all this rough? Guess what? There isn't a good answer except that we live Ina broken world and He is with me through it all. Sometimes I want Him to just fix it all and take away the pain. If your reading this would you pray a little prayer for me? Would you ask that He be enough. That I wouldn't run after the things of this earth, as good and as beautiful as some things are, this world will always leave me empty and hurting. Would you pray that He be my desire and that He be enough?

Maybe you need to pray a little prayer for you too?