Significant day. Even though there may be those who might not be so inclined. No matter. As far as alcohol goes, it’s just another day of sobriety for those of us, who have found this program.
But, I can’t help but think of the idea of a resurrection. For those of us, who have achieved sobriety, it is significant I think. We were dead, for all intents and purposes, and now we’re back. I can’t forget that. Even the idea of passover is significant. We were passed over, as far as an alcoholic death goes.
And all this goes back to the moment we surrendered to our being powerless over alcohol. But more than that. The moment we took that 2nd Step and began to believe that a power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity we were on our way. That was the key to the solution to what was wrong with us. It was the door to a new way of life. It was life itself, where before the insanity of alcohol held us in its fatal grip.
Our journey into the spiritual life was started. We were on the path, not just to sobriety, but we had entered a realm of the spirit, where God’s will was more important than anything we had previously thought or believed. And all that was required of us was our willingness.
None of this, as far as I can see, had too much to do with me. The pain of my alcoholic insanity drove me to this way of life. The choice between living a spiritual way of life or an alcoholic death was a no brainer, as far as I was concerned. And, once I made that choice, everything changed in an instant. I was freed from the bondage of alcohol, which had held me in it’s grip for so many years.
Alcohol, after the initial transformation it brought to me, led me into a life of painful torture. I couldn’t shake its grip on me, no matter how I tried on my own unaided strength alone. I was dying and didn’t have a clue. Like the good doctor in the BB said, I had lost the ability to distinguish between what was true and what was false. I lived in a malaise of having to drink against my will. And then, it seems suddenly, I was presented with a way out. I was offered a place where men and women met and stayed sober together. I went from a state of complete hopelessness to a place of hope. For the first time in memory light replaced the darkness within in me.
I can still remember those final moments in my alcoholic despair and the moment I first entered the doors of AA. I still can see the room and the people at my first meeting. Like Bill said in the BB, I was reborn. I had finally found a place where I belonged. After all those awful years I was home at last.
Anyway, that’s what I was thinking today.