Sisyphus

Yesterday the word Sisyphus kept running through my head. That's all I could think of...Sisyphus...Sisyphus. What does it mean?...Sisyphus...I know I heard it before...Sisyphus...Was it in High School?...Sisyphus...No matter what I was working on...Sisyphus...A woman called to ask me to send her some CDs of the weekend services...Sisyphus...
So I looked it up. According to Wikipedia, Sisyphus was a king punished in Tartarus by being cursed to roll a huge boulder up a hill in Greek mythology.
I thought that is exactly how I feel. Everyday I come into work and push this huge boulder up a huge hill only to come back to work the next day and do it all over again. I'm tired every day. I don't sleep well and I'm emotionally drained. Every single day.
Don't get me wrong. I do enjoy my job. It's just I don't feel this is where I'm supposed to be right now. I feel God's call to be in Arizona.
I told Liz I have this feeling of wanting to be out on the Reservation doing What God wants me to do.
But for now I will keep pushing the boulder up that stinking hill...Sisyphus...I just wish it didn't roll over the top of me each day.

Robert

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Oh what will I do
I can't seem to stay focused
Oh look, an airplane


I know it seems silly...but hey, that is what was on my mind. Sorry

Robert

The world is coming to an end...I know it!

As I was driving into work today, traffic was terrible it took me two whole minutes,I saw Robert Rosa sitting against Big 5 sporting goods, a block away from the Church.
Robert is one of the homeless men we work with. I have known him for 5 or 6 years. In all that time I have seen him get worse and worse. He drinks to forget his problems. At one time he worked in the aerospace industry. He was married and has children. His wife cheated on him. His life went right down the tubes because he started drinking to forget. He lost his wife, job and family. Everyday he wakes up and drinks because he is in so much pain. I think it's because he never faced the mess with his ex-wife.
He has been on the streets for close to 20 years.
I talk to him about Christ every time I get the chance to talk to him. He always says he isn't ready , yet.
I'll keep praying for him and I hope you will too.
Anyway, I saw him this morning sitting against a wall reading the newspaper. I actually laughed out loud. I wondered, Was he reading about sports? The comics? I could see the paper from the street and it wasn't the comics, it wasn't the sports either. It was the front page! Was he reading about the election this year? Was he interested in the economy?
There he was, a homeless man wearing 4 hats, dirty clothes, filthy shoes, a long beard and long dirty gray hair.(trust me he is not a clean man) But there he was reading about current events. All I could think was the world is coming to an end...I know it!


Robert