Finding willingness to continue on trying to carry the message, to those who say they want it, but just can’t let go of the idea that their way is not working for them, in spite of, evidence to the contrary. Some will carry this thought to the grave; I have been witness to this first hand. In the past this would have discouraged me if I gave into my own self-doubt. I have the experience of what has been taught me by others, to keep the focus and too keep on trying to carry the message to others. I had two good friends die from this disease of addiction/alcoholism, close friends who chose to keep going on to the inevitable end. Their deaths gave me the knowledge, that I can’t help anyone, who doesn’t want to find a solution to their problem, and it’s not my solution, but a well-tested and proven one, handed down for generations, by those who suffered, and persevered. When I was struck sober, the solution was handed to me, with a mandate that I was to find a power greater than I, clean my side of the street and help others, in order for me to stay safe, sane, and sober.
There are those days that are harder than others, I sometimes fall victim to my own emotions of care, and control. Things that are pointed out to me by our Big Book, Steps, Traditions, and Spiritual Principles, which have told me in suggestions emphatically, that “My” primary purpose is to stay sober and carry a message of depth and weight, no matter how difficult this may be, and that I may be the last person with a chance, to deliver this message to someone. This may seem arrogant, and egotistical, but its truth for us, had it not been those that brought it to me, my next stop was a morgue, I shit you not! I thank God for the gift of my sobriety, even when I want to give up, the thought that someone may die, because of my unwillingness to endure the failures. I have enough marks on my soul, to add any more, for lack of courage and vigilance. Thank you Friends of Bob and Bill, for not giving up on a low bottom drunk like me.

Peace Out: M