Lord get me out of this one and I swear I’ll never drink again!  So many of my friends tell me their foxhole prayers, and their subsequent forgetfulness regarding their hasty pledge. I don’t remember ever thinking I had better stop. What I remember was trying to moderate my drinking, praying to the wife of my understanding, “Baby, I promise to cut down on the booze and show up at home on the same day I left. Really, it’ll be different from now on!” Then….one drink and I’d be in motion again, getting drunk in Miami, coming to in Seattle, and weeks later someone would find my car in Toronto when I’d been searching for it in Phoenix. Living drunk is exhausting.

Today the 11th Step is the rock of my daily life, a constant guide through good times and bad. And the 11th Step prayer is a precise measure of the level of my acceptance of the permanent and legitimate satisfactions of right living. When the deal inherent in the 11th Step prayer feels good, when giving rather than receiving, loving rather than being loved feels right, then all is at peace in my world. When my attitude is “Yeah right, but what about the cash?” I know I’m off the beam, restless, irritable, and discontent.

One of the great promises in our literature guarantees spiritual progress, not just at the beginning of our sober journeys, but for as long as we embrace the principles of the 12 Steps as best we can in our daily lives. What a precious gift that is for a drunk like me, who came to the rooms just trying to put a few fires out.

God Bless Us All

I remain forever grateful that I'm Done Drinkin
Yours In Recovery
John C

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