Some people living in one day at a time recovery understand the reality, or the seemingly reality of believing recovery is a futile endeavor. From Greek legend we heard that Sisyphus had cheated death twice. In doing so he was condemned to push a large boulder up a hill. Each time he neared the top the boulder would roll back down. This is what recovery feels like at times. When the boulder falls we, like Sisyphus, walk back down to retrieve it and give it another go. When we arrive at the bottom though, there are a few people waiting there asking us if we need a hand. We say yes. Recovery will always have its hills and boulders. It’s not futile. We know what hell is all about. Grace conquers it. Especially when we have help. It’s reality. Peace.
