Ive had a tough week. I havent really enjoyed many of the meetings Ive been to....I dont know if its where my focus was at, or if my perception is way off but it seemed the meetings this week were filled with winers. If I had to hear "Its just soooooo hard" one more time, I was going to pull my hair out. I would leave the meeting kinda crabby, wondering what happened to "experience, strength and hope"????????
And then, as much as it shames me to admit, I prayed about it. (Why is it that the solution of prayer always comes to me LAST instead of FIRST where it should be?)
So, I go to a treatment facility meeting tonight. Brand new fresh faces. And I heard exactly what I needed to hear, and saw exactly what I needed to see......from a 19 year old guy who's been sober 20 days. He was the picture of surrender. He wore hope like a sign on his forehead. His words came right from his soul.....
He made me cry.
He renewed my faith in the people in recovery. He reminded me that this program is for people who WANT it, not people who need it.
And I met for coffee with a lovely lady who asked me on Friday to be her temporary sponsor. She in the treatment facility and will be going home, across the country in 2 weeks.
Talking with her felt like talking with God. She did far more for me than I think I did for her.
So...Ive made a new friend, had my faith in recovery renewed and learned that I better make prayer the first solution instead of the last.
All in all.....a perfectly blessed day!
