The Purpose of Life and the Meaning of Death and Stuff

After performing my journal-slaughtering-morning-ritual, I now give you the short version of seventeen pages worth of deep meditation and devotion.

My revelation:  God doesn't let bad things happen. 

 Bad things happen.  

God gives the means by which we fight the bad.  Satan wants us to think that God doesn't care. Because if we believe he doesn't care, we're not going to look to him.  If we don't look to him, we don't find the answer to life.  

When things are good, you don't really feel it.  When things are bad, you feel it like like bricks being thrown at you. And God doesn't seem to do much about it.  

We expect that if God were good, he would destroy everything bad in the world.  He would just kill Satan right here and now.
So what about the world wide flood?  He gave humanity a chance to live right.  Their hearts said, "No."  Now.  The flood was not a lovely thing.  It was chaos and death and total destruction.  From God.  God made that happen.  Does that make God bad?  No.  In fact, the flood brought life.  A second chance to humanity.  God doesn't let bad things happen.  He let's us choose.
What about Jesus's death?  He brought that upon himself.  Upon his friends and family.  Imagine watching your best friend and only hope get spat at and cursed and tortured in front of you.  You think a good God would let that happen?  We miss the point.  Judas missed the point, and killed himself before he saw it.
They just had to wait three miserable days.  Just three miserable days and then Jesus came back to life, and left us with hope.  

There's a quote that says, "It'll all be better in the end.  If it's not better, it's not the end."
 So where are we now?  Still in a pretty crappy place.  But now we're left with a chance to live.  Life=God.  God=life.  We can't have one without the other.

God gives us second chances until the day we die.