I am abstinent by the grace of God, one more day at a time.



From Today’s entry in Voices of Recovery:

Today and every day, I am grateful to the God of my understanding that I was desperate enough to reach out and blessed enough to find the hand of OA reaching back.


Grateful for a desperate condition?  It seems contradictory, but that is the gratitude of acceptance full-grown.  I remember the reluctance of my first day.  How I hated the prospect of associating with any label of impairment or weakness!  Now my identification as one with a disease and my association with the fellow diseased serves to facilitate my reliance upon something outside me.  The daily result of that reliance is a spiritual cleansing that makes recognition of my soiled state worth experiencing.  I truly am grateful to have been desperate, and grateful to have been answered with a solution when I cried out for one.



From Proverbs Chapter 19:

7 A poor man is shunned by all his relatives – how much more do his friends avoid him!  Though he pursues them with pleading, they are nowhere to be found.


Why is that?  A poor man represents need – a need that could be met by anyone, but which results in the “Who? Me?” response when seeking someone to fulfill it.  Self-preservation causes even the closest of fellows to avoid a resource-depleting person.  This reality has two lessons for me: I have to keep from being the emotionally poor person who sucks all the resource out of my associates; and I have to retire my self-preserving nature if I am to effectively spend myself on others, actively seeking the “poor man” as an opportunity to serve.  I am living a life of supernatural usefulness.  That means submitting to God’s perpetual honing of me, His instrument, and continually seeking and responding to such opportunities as He would set in my path.  This verse reminds me that those opportunities are carved out by the natural animal-level instincts of humanity.



From my reading through the Bible, currently in 1 Chronicles 25 and 26:

26:12 These divisions of the gatekeepers, through their chief men had duties for ministering in the temple of the LORD, just as their relatives had.  13 Lots were cast for each gate, according to their families, young and old alike.  …16 Guard was alongside of guard…”


There was something about these verses that just filled me with joy.  The purpose of verse 12, the divine assignment of verse 13, and the community of the servants in verse 16 combine to make me feel useful, special, and included.  I realize I am not literally a Temple gatekeeper, but there are spiritual parallels at work here when I recognize the Temple was a structural representation of God on earth.  It was the type-set for the antitypical Immanuel, of whom I am most decidedly a servant, and the residual antitype of my own body as “a temple of the Holy Spirit” as described in 1 Corinthians 6:19.  As a gatekeeper around the temple of Christ and of my own body, I have a divinely appointed post, a duty to stand alongside my fellow gatekeepers to honor and preserve the holy things.  I was bought at a price.  Therefore I will honor God with my body. (Reference 1 Corinthians 6:19-20)  God, make me faithful, my duties to perform!



From the “Big Book” of Alcoholics Anonymous, “The Doctor’s Opinion”:

The unselfishness of these men as we have come to know them, the entire absence of profit motive, and their community spirit, is indeed inspiring to one who has labored long and wearily in this alcoholic field.  They believe in themselves, and still more in the Power which pulls chronic alcoholics back from the gates of death.”



Have a blessed day (OD@aT)

Dear friend, I pray that you may enjoy good health and that all may go well with you, even as your soul is getting along well.” (3 John 2)