When I wake up and open my eyes, my first thoughts are what time is it, and the next is, wow one more day. I don’t always go to prayer immediately, because I have to override the next thousand thoughts. Somewhere in the middle of those thoughts, the brakes screech, and the thought becomes “God please center me in your light”, and in that moment the stillness starts to filter out all the noise, and chatter in my head, I have asked or said to God, why me. I really don’t know why I have survived this long, overdose, heart attack, stroke, car accidents, organ transplants and the list goes on. Today I can see where the Power lifted me over those “rough patches”, but I’m still left with the “why me” question. One of the hardest things to do in sobriety is learning to stay still, and wait for God to show me, his will for me. Even when things are presented and they seem correct, there are always those moments of fear and doubt. When I do ask God “why me”, God reply’s “, why not you” it’s a gift.
Peace Out. M