Oh the days of Milk and Mother’s Cookies

I don’t know what it is, but something about a bad day ending with some Mother’s Cookies (I prefer the Gauchos) dunked in Milk really adds a great ending to the sourness.  Reid and I are quite fond of this and well…last night was one of those times.  Too bad the crazy Albertson’s doesn’t have the Gauchos and  I had to settle for the Chocolate Peanut Butter filled ones (which are not too bad).  What is it about days like that?  Not really a bad day, just really tough.  The longing for a friend to be near, the longing for a change in life.  I was once told that good things don’t come easy and well…I couldn’t agree more at this point, but why is that?  One raised in the church often makes the comment that we must go through the tough times to be used by God, or you often hear that God has some good coming out of it, but I have to say that I struggle with these thoughts.  I don’t think God wants us to be sad/lonely/bumped and bruised, but rather wants the best for us.  If this is the case one must then say that God is constantly finding ways to make the best of the situation that he as well doesn’t like.  Doesn’t mean we don’t grow or our character isn’t shaped because of times that aren’t fun, but just seems odd to dismiss what goes on as God needs us to experience the tough times of life.   Man, that sounds depressing doesn’t it. Ha, life is not always good, but today life is good.  I’ve been thinking about all the crazy options I have as I’m preparing to leave Nampa in the spring and well, options are great. Better than no options at all, and that is so encouraging.  People often talk about being ready to leave as seniors but I don’t really want to leave the people, and while the work of school itself is work, I find it more interesting now then ever.  I just wish I could have somewhat of a normal life.  A life of coming home to someone (ya, that’s pretty big), a life of being involved with people on a daily basis that are not studying the same things, haven’t grown up in the same situations.  Well…it’s time for chapel, so I’ll have to finish this thought later, but that’s where my mind is.  What a great day to be able to think of these things.