my daily reflections…

it is my effort today to not allow the roadblocks of indifference, fancied self-sufficiency, prejudice, or defiance, prove a more solid or formidable reason not to believe in somethin greater than i which can provide me a better train of thought or behavior. recovery has shown me through inventory how in the days of doin my dirt i had led myself astray with these very ideas, turned a style of personal management, which corrupted my very soul. without a faith in anythin, cept alcohol and pure self-will run riot, any direction away from my want surely wasnt a goal i strived fer. a true faith and wholesome hope fer better were just unobtainable. i knew better than any teachin, religious, educational, or experiential. the rooms, after a sufficient enough self-induced, ass whoopin, told me i could live differently than ever before if i just try a way of faith, even if only in the group in the rooms. this required surrender, and later acceptance. from there i was able to finally get a taste of freedom. 1 day @ a time...