Rough roads bring Great Adventures

I've been thinking lately about why things have to be so difficult. It's an age old question pondered my men much smarter than I, and I have little to add on the subject that has not already been said many different times in many different ways.

Especially, though, I wonder why trials seem to stack up against those who are making a sincere effort to be good. To be better than they are, to grow as a human being, to recognize the power they have inside of them? Why are these the ones who are given the hardest roads to walk?

Because in order to get to Heaven, you have to go through Hell. Why? I don't know. But i do know the most humble and righteous people I've ever met, people you'd almost expect to be translated to another state of existance because they're so honest, brave, and true, the ones who practice pure religion, are the ones who've had it tested every concievable way and in more than a few inconceivable ones.

I guess it wouldn't be any fun if it were easy, now would it? Good journeys!