Rainbows, Job and martyrs

I've became entirely too trusting of the sunny days. When I think things are going well, and everything is going to be ok, something happens that makes me lose my faith in people. They say you can't have rainbows without the rain. Well sometimes it takes a trailer park flattening tornado to put things into perspective. Sure you made it out alive, but you've lost everything else. Actually I feel like the Job Stephan King mentions, "When his life was ruined, his family killed, his farm destroyed, Job knelt down on the ground and yelled up to the heavens, "Why God? Why me?" and the thundering voice of God answered, "There's just something about you that pisses me off." Not quite as bad but you get the general idea. But then I have to tell myself, "remember, no one likes a martyr".