Disappointment torments all people in all times of mankind and is related to our failed efforts. Every time we try something and do not succeed, there is even a little disappointment; an element of our complex internal mechanism, which judges and marks our efforts and our success or failure.
This very internal mechanism is absolutely personal and no one can really get involved. I succeed in my effort and I am pleased. I fail in my attempt and I suffer disappointment. People in the environment may be compassionate or rejoice with us, but the disappointment of failure is an internal wound that weakens our will, brings a climate of defeat, and the confidence in our abilities and our personality is gradually lost. And while I’m failing in the physical world, the consequences torture my inner, mental world.
In the life of living faith the elements of disappointment from my failed efforts are lessons, not suffrages. They are challenges for a repetition of effort and empowering personality rather than sick despondency of despair.