07.16.06

Like the shadow of a great rock in a desert land, God is your refuge from the ills of life. ~Twenty-Four Hours a Day


Today I am grateful...

• that I do not live in Israel or Lebanon
• that I got to sit between Boston and Matt last night during the speaker meeting. What a comfortable feeling. They are both bright spots in my life.
• to have been entertained with humor and get-down program stuff from a young woman in recovery as she shared her life story
• for the Lambda Center fundraiser 'The Gaylywed Game'. Dave and I sat at the answers table, he kept notes and I put answers on 14"x18" cards for the contestants. Lots of laughter and inside jokes pertinent to alcoholics of our nature. There was a great host and his assistant, Sister Zana Mae, in her mini-skirted habit and red patent leather stilettos made for more fun.
• that JJ has a new KAS (kick ass sponsor)
• that today I choose life. I thanked my Higher Power for keeping me sober for the next twenty-four hours.
• that shortly I will attend the Came to Believe group, lunch with DS and WH and then go climb up and down ladders with WH to put a gold finish on a dining room ceiling. Then I will come back here and take a nap because I will be exhausted.
• that I finally found the phone number of the contractor that is working on the street behind TLC, that I got a promise to move the equipment they have parked in our parking lot, and although it has not been moved as promised...there is always Monday. hehehe And my phone call to their corporate office.

When I am feeling depressed, I repeat to myself statements such as these: "Pain is the touchstone of progress." . . . "Fear no evil." . . ."This, too, will pass." . . . "This experience can be turned to benefit."

These fragments of prayer bring far more than mere comfort. They keep me on the track of right acceptance; they break up my compulsive themes of guilt, depression, rebellion, and pride; and sometimes they endow me with the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference. ~Bill W, from As Bill Sees It, pg. 148