Well, that’s over. I spoke at the group anniversary this morning. My mouth was dry, but somehow I was able to lift the coffee up to my lips without spilling it. I certainly wasn’t nervous, although I feared I would be. I simply started speaking and gave myself over to carrying the message to the alcoholic, who still suffers. The primary purpose of any group.
That’s what I was thinking before I even started for the meeting. I really wanted to carry a message of hope, that there was a solution to those who suffer from alcoholism. The same hope that was given to me, when I first came to this program. But also wanted to give the same hope to anyone, who had time in the program, but for some reason was also suffering from a loss of hope.
I knew that the reason I was there was that I was to act in service to the group and all the individual alcoholics in that group. To tell them what it was like, what happened, and what it is like today. I can only hope that I was able to carry that message.
Anyway, it was a Twelfth Step call in the truest sense for me. When I finished I felt a sense of relief and was truly grateful. Most of all, I think I experienced that sense of the joy of living that Bill talks about in the exercise of the Twelfth Step.
A sense of insuring my sobriety, because I was working with others.
All I can say as a result of the moment this morning is that I am truly grateful for the opportunity I had been given. Although, truth be known, within myself I was really reluctant to take on the job I had been given by the chairman of this meeting. But that’s just me. Now that it’s over, I’m glad I did it.
Anyway, just thinking about this tonight. Another day sober and grateful for that.