“Sisyphus?” you ask.  Yep. Sisyphus.  It’s kind of fun to say isn’t it?

So Sisyphus was a bad guy in Greek mythology and Zeus condemned him to roll a huge boulder up a hill, only to watch it roll back down, and to repeat this throughout eternity.  An existence of utter frustration.

My life has kind of felt like that for the past 1 year + 1 day, since the day I was laid off from my beloved job as a campus minister and I found myself face to face with the most uncertain of futures.  The first time in my adult life where I didn’t know what the next move was.

But in all things, God’s grace has been my companion.  Yep, I’m sure of that.

• For all the times that I’ve felt sorry for myself, there’s been a friend to kick me in the butt and tell me to get over myself. (I believe the term used was “Mr. Crabby Pants,” which I still find rather endearing!)
• For all the dashed hopes of finding the right next job, there’s always been the new hope of another opportunity.
• For all the times of loneliness and fear, there’s been an encouraging email, an invitation to lunch, or just a friendly hello.

I could go on, but you get it.  I know there are lessons to learn in all this and one day I hope that I can put it all into proper perspective.

So tomorrow on 1year + 2days, I’ll still get out of bed, I’ll still look for that next opportunity, and I’ll follow wherever that hope which comes from God’s grace leads me.  I kind of hope that it’s the road less traveled.  I guess I’ll just have to wait and see.

One day, I’ll get that rock to the top of the hill and it will stay.