Hope?

13 weeks on sabbatical. Good and bad moments. A bit of traveling. A bit of freelance work. Dark nights.

I'm still reflecting on last week - Woodstock was awesome! Running up “the Rocky Steps” was amazing. Seeing my good friend Tim Cardascia was great! Visiting other radio stations - always inspiring.

Today is the last (official) day of my sabbatical. I return to LIFE 100.3 on Tuesday. After 13 weeks, I still haven’t found what I’m looking for.

I hoped for something big to change inside of me - a new perspective, preferably spiritual. Maybe I'm missing the whole thing.

On the positive side, sigh, I’m waking up before my alarm each day. That’s miraculous. I’m also digging into the Word almost every morning, cross-referencing, journaling - a major improvement. One simple comment from my psycologist brought closure to the goofy midlife crisis.

Some of my devotions have been about marriage - being a good husband, honouring my wife, sharing, surrendering, shouldering burdens - all that stuff. But so many of my Christian friends are separated or divorced. In fact I would say, most (75%) of my Christian friends are on their second marriage.

Recently a good friend whom I’ve known for a long time told me that his martial relationship is shaky. It was the last thing I expected to hear from him. He’s one of those people who is more advanced in his walk with the Lord, taken risks I would never take - everything deeper than I could hope to be. And now HE is on the list of marriage failures.

My insides are aching for this guy. It just can’t be.

Of all the Christian couples I know, THIS GUY would be at the bottom of the marriage failure list.

I guess what really rattles me, is that, if he is near the bottom, what hope is there for me?