Monday, December 27, 2010

When motivation wears off

When motivation wears off the power of prayer delivers.  When it's 2am and thoughts of suicide are racing through your head, and you can't shove the booze down your throat fast enough, and all the inspirational books in the world have failed you remember this:  The power of prayer delivers when everything else has failed.
At my lowest moment I found the strength to get up on my knees and ask God for one more day to get it right. 

Friday, December 24, 2010

The way it has become

Where there was loneliness, there now is love.
Where there was hopelessness, there now is hope.
Where there was homelessness, there now is family.
Where there was confusion, there now is peace.
Where there was hunger, there now is satisfaction.
Where there was lack, there now is gratitude.

When there was drunkenness turmoil ran wild.
When sobriety was found Gods love filled my heart!!

MERRY CHRISTMAS, PEACE, LOVE AND GOOD HEALTH TO ALL!

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Eventually...

Eventually we will all have our last drink.  When will yours be? 

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

One drink

The one drink that separates the drunk from the sober individual is "the first drink".  The first drink takes away our hope, joy, family, friends, finances, serenity, good health, freedom and even our life.  At my worst moment I found myself on my knees in enormous emotional pain.  That was the moment I pleaded with God to forever TAKE AWAY MY DESIRE TO DRINK!!!  That was over 15 years ago.  Since that moment the first drink has never had any power over me.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Honesty

If we are honest with ourselves and God (at least once a day) during our most quiet of moments, our recovery has a chance at becoming permanent sobriety.

Hope

Daily prayer gave me hope.  And that hope seemed to replace anger, confusion and despair.  With hope I could put some distance in between myself and that next drink.

Monday, December 20, 2010

I awoke...

I awoke one morning and took a drink. I realized alcohol was no longer working. I could not get drunk enough to quiet the pain that had taken up residence within my head. I knew that I was in trouble. Secretly I had known that for years.