Thinking about a couple of things today. All to do with staying sober. One of them is about how powerless I really am and the other sounds strange. Love songs.
The first is a reminder to me of how I cannot change things. The things I cannot change. With all that’s going on in the world and around me, I’m often reminded of that. How I have to mind my own business and concentrate on what it is that keeps me sober. The spiritual life. Enough of that for now.
The other, love songs, as weird as that might sound, came back to me, when I was listening to songs back from the 50s. I was reminded of something that happened, when I was in the 5th or 6th grade in school. I remember a nun talking to us one day, when she said that she used an old song, Let Me Call You Sweetheart, as a kind of love song she sang to God. I recall that I thought how strange that was. But it was her prayer, I realize that now.
This evening, as I sat meditating and listening to music, which is so familiar to me, I heard a song that suddenly hit me, because I thought this isn’t something I would sing to my Higher Power. Instead I thought this is a song He’d be singing to someone like me. It was called What I Did For Love.
Why that song? Because I have to think of how I got sober. How my Higher Power did that for me. How my life was not only saved and completely turned around as a result. I’m sober and so grateful. All I can say is “Thanks”. Words actually fail me.
Again, enough of that for now.