Very sad about your friend. I’m so sorry. I heard that when your working a program you better have a black suit or a black dress. Because the reality is your going to need it.
That’s really heartbreaking.
Thank you. My higher power is my God…I know it was his time and I know I’m still here for purpose…
Me and him and my husband started and ran our local NA chapter…I still do…my husband when isn’t working is there to help but it’s been hard…but ill.make it…
May God give you the strength you need
He does.Everyday. Thank you
I was hoping to see more post on this thread. Not sure if this is what you are looking for us to share Paul but I wanted to share how God has worked in my life.
First a little background. Spring 2009. When I found out my child was doing heroine I learned the hard way, eventually, all I can do is go to Alan-on meetings and pray my ass off.
Anyway………
I was going on a mission trip to Guatemala to work for God. We didn’t build things we just loved on people that needed lovin. I asked, said child, if, said child, wanted to come with? Child said yes. OMG!!! what have I done? I cannot take this child on a mission trip.
We went. 8 best sober days of our lives together.
So, One day we were on a prayer walk in Peronia Guatemala. Peronia is a poor scary little place in the world where children and their families live in one room, corrugated metal, homes with dirt floors. Like the pic attached here.
Unlike any place I have ever been to. I had never been on a prayer walk before. The pastor who could translate for us didn’t not know “our story.” We were brought to this ladies house. Her name is Lespia. She wanted us to pray for her two sons Victor and Julio who are alcoholics. I remember my child and I looking at each other and then looking up at God in amazement. We knew why He brought us to Lespia’s house. My child and I could comfort this lady from both sides of addiction. We knew what she and her boys were going through. We were there to talk to her and pray with her and just hang out for a bit and cry together. Out of all the places on the prayer walk and all the different groups of people that went to different houses we ended up at a house with addiction problems. Something we knew about and could share and pray together. None of the other groups or couples ended up at a house with this situation. Many other miracles happened that day.
God is alive and well.
That’s my story and I’m sticking to it!!
So today God taught me to appreciate what I already have, not to look outside for the answers that we already have inside. Nothing can change us apart from a strong belief in ourself and being there for other people. OK I may fail again in fact I may well spend the rest of my life failing but I will keep fighting the fight bc every sober day means something about us as an individual. Are we crazy, probably, are we sadistic, definitely, but it would be far more painful to lay down everyday and take a beating bc we are to afraid to stand up to life. So bollocks to it all, I’m back and God only knows where I’ll end up.