Alternately titled: Why I almost cancelled my Facebook account Life these days is hard is lovely is breath-taking is nail-biting is smile-inducing is nerve-wracking is special and wonderful and scary. Why do I often let myself fall into the trap of wondering whether my God truly cares about us, His children, His people, His creation? Why is my faith so small? Why do I cry and moan when my plans don't come to fruition? Because I'm selfish? Likely. Because I'm here , in this place, instead of over there , you know, where the grass is greener? More likely. Because I'm human? Likelier still. Because I'm hormonal? Haha, that's a given. Because Satan has been given authority over this world, and he gets his kicks by doing his best to push followers of Christ into feeling miserable, depressed, and separated from God? I think the answer is yes. Now, I don't want to give credit where it isn't due, but I do know that his desire is ...