Praise Him anyway

Though the fig tree does not bud
   and there are no grapes on the vines,
though the olive crop fails
   and the fields produce no food,
though there are no sheep in the pen
   and no cattle in the stalls,
 yet I will rejoice in the LORD,
   I will be joyful in God my Savior.

The Sovereign LORD is my strength;
   he makes my feet like the feet of a deer,
   he enables me to tread on the heights. 

                                                                                          (NIV)

 I love this passage from Habakkuk. 

 I've found that still praising God when times are tough just somehow works, if you know what I mean.