Over time in here alcoholics like myself, who have lived a sober life and carried the message to those who need it, finally reach a point where they are healed of this disease. They quietly leave this life and go on to the next.
That is happening to an old friend of mine not too many hours ago. He is a good man, who helped his home group and the people in it. Not just them, but others. He was always willing to do things, not just for the group, but others. Willing to lead meetings and share with all of us. He had come from the streets and finally got sober and never went back.
I know, like so many others who know him, just how willing he was to go to any lengths for all of us in here. I loved to hear his story, as so many told me they were also. He could get so many identifying with his story. They knew how alcohol had affected him, and how this program worked in his life, to give him a spiritual awakening and a restoration to sanity.
I talked to many members this afternoon and evening about what happened to him. None of us know exactly what is going on with what took him down. We’re all just waiting and praying for him. The Serenity Prayer all over again. Nothing any of us can change. It is what it is. We have to wait and change ourselves as we do. To be willing to accept whatever it is.
Whatever it is has given all of us what we need to follow him and so many others I have known just like him. That’s where I am right now. Quietly thinking about him and how only our Higher Power can help him and the rest of us. My thought is not only with him, but where I am at this moment. I’m here to do exactly what he has always done. To stay sober a day at a time. And I am as grateful as he always has been. I need to say thanks to my Higher Power and him for all the help I have been given.