Today I am grateful...
- for laughter that lets me forget everything for the moment
- that I was able to read last night for a few minutes before being overcome by sleep
- that I am less of a blinded victim of selfish pride than I used to be
- for the joy of fellowship
- that regardless of belief, a spiritual being is still a spiritual being
- that I can accept you and me as we are
- for survivors, the real ones--not some TV show
Dear friend of Bill W.,
Around this time our big A.A. book was being written and it all became much simpler; we had a definite formula which some sixty of us agreed was the middle course for all alcoholics who wanted sobriety, and that formula has not been changed one iota down through the years. I don't think the boys were completely convinced of my personality change, for they fought shy of including my story in the book, so my only contribution to their literary efforts was my firm conviction, being still a theological rebel, that the word God should be qualified with the phrase "as we understood him"-for that was the only way I could accept spirituality.
from page 248 of the Big Book, 3rd edition
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