Last year, I experienced three job losses. The first one was from a job I had worked at since college and had sadly seen a steady decline in work happen over the past few years. Seeing the company dissolve and my job right along with it was expected, the others were not. After the second job was abruptly over and grieving yet another ending, I holed up alone that first evening. As the night wore on, I got down on the floor, in front of my open window, crying out to the LORD.