Her Broken wing

My journey has been a lot like a rocking chair–a lot of motion but I haven’t gone anywhere. Or it used to be that way before my time in sobriety.

Before I had clean time (as we call it), someone compared my hitting bottom as reaching my threshold of pain. As my circumstances changed, I quickly lowered my standards. I had found incomprehensible demoralization through my helpless and hopeless life.

Today, however I look at my painful past in my pursuit of sobriety, I have to clinch my resolve to pursue my true self.

Knowing my sober life is not enough … I now have to find emotional sobriety.

There is a stirring of a Great Power within my soul– the place deep inside described as Hope. And when I accept this as the place I am to be, I can rest in the arms of my God.

I can find true peace …for

“Acceptance is the answer to all my problems today. … I can find no serenity until I accept that person, place, thing, or situation as being exactly the way it is supposed to be at this moment.”The Big Book of Alcoholics Anonymous

Nothing, absolutely nothing happens in God’s world by mistake.

In this, I find happiness.

Slowly, I rock—back and forth—content in my world.

Beautifully Awkward

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