The hardest part...

Life goes on... a simple fact, but something that makes everything just a little bit harder. Why does it go on? Why can't it stop, just for a little bit, let us adjust before hitting us with everything else? It's a merciless factor in the world. If we're not careful, it will break us, sending us spiraling downwards into a constant pit of despair and hopelessness. And with all the pain and sin in this world, it makes me wonder about that train called life. Why did Adam allow Eve to eat the apple, why did Eve listen to the serpent when she knew it was wrong, why was Lucifer jealous enough to do what he did? If even an angel was sinful, was there ever a chance that Eve could resist? Why, if God is all knowing, would he create an angel who would fall? Why would he create people, who were bound to let him down? Does he enjoy the chaos we create? The knowledge that no matter how hard we try, we are set up to fail Him over and over? Or did He hope that we would somehow live life how we should instead of how He knew we would? Is He really an all knowing, all powerful, loving God to set us up for failure and Himself for disappointment and anger? Wouldn't it have been kinder to everyone involved to just leave things the way they were? An infinite space of... nothing? I don't understand... and don't believe I ever will. I wish I had the answers. Anyway... that's my rambling for this AM.