The Conundrum

There are these brief moments, moments of weakness where I doubt whether there is a God. And it's wrong. I mean I pray and something happens but what about the times that I am on my knees, in tears, looking to the sky asking for a sign. Huh?! This world is, it's designed in such a way that if you're not strong enough, you descend from predator, to prey, to nothing. I tell my mates about it and they're like, hey, even Job went through pain. Correct but there's just one thing wrong with that sentence. I am not Job and I will never be him. I'm me. Not everyone has to go through pain. I don't believe that. Not everyone has to experience some kind of tragedy before they can testify that they're in Christ. But what I don't get is why. You work and work and work and all that effort yields no results. Why can't anything go the way we want it to. I struggle to see the point to all this. Just when you think you cannot be brought down... Shit happens. It ...

There are situations that happen to each and everyone of us which is sometimes unexplainable. Those moments that leave you shaking your head. And I don't know if it's just the universe playing with my life but these things happen to me on a daily. So here's a little, well a little crazy situation I faced last night. So I'm busy on my bed watching civil war again because it's the coolest movie ever and my roommate tells moi that he is going downstairs and that I shouldn't touch his bed. Obviously this came as a shock to me cos I'm no where near his bed and I would never touch his bed. I just brush him off and say, "whatever dude." Later this Nigerian douche bag comes to me and starts accusing me of touching his bed. Frankly that's soo kindergarten so I laugh and I'm a patient guy but I also have limits. This dude starts blabbing about how his has made peace with everyone and how I'm trying to destroy that. At this point I just don...