Sometimes, when you reach the end of a nice long day it feels good to just sit back and reflect on all of the things that have happened in the last few days. For instance:

The other day we were at Magic Mountain. Well... things turned around and around... things happen... and let's just say that keys were lost and transportation home became somewhat of a problem. Now, I view myself as a good person... and I think that my family is pretty good all the way around. So I'm forced to ask myself, "Why do bad things happen to good people."

Why does God allow these things to happen. I just feel so confused sometimes... like... when we were going to the lost and found, a tall associate said, "If there is a God, our keys will be in there." Unfortunately, the keys were not found... I found myself thinking, "If there is a God, where is he? And what has he done with our keys?" I think, maybe our keys got lost because He's in Rome, and that's like 6000 miles away. But to cut a long story short, we found our way home and ate at In-and-Out... so obviously God can move at an incredibly fast rate enabling him to be everywhere at once... kinda like Superman... only better, or else he's not really in Rome at all... come on... think about it, where would you rather be... in Rome or in California ?