my daily reflections…

i didnt get where im at today overnight; mannn, im tellin ya it took time to get here. minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years, and even a decade. ive come where i am today because through those times mentioned, ive carried as best as i could, the principle of perseverance. through thick, through thin, in times in my early recovery when that 1st drink screamed my name, to times today when my ego, pride, selfishness, and self-centered fear screams my name, ive leaned on my recovery to maintain it as best as i can. its true that the word “recovered,” because the cravin a & obsession has left me long ago, has become somethin i am, but i must confess, if i let up on my spiritual program of recovery, im doomed to take that next 1st drink. i dont wanna do that to myself, or to others. so, throughout each day, i get to continue to persevere over a disease, an illness, which wants me dead. as i progress, as i pray, as i listen, i call upon the seeminly hidden Power within me may be released. it is my HP im referrin to here. for it is when i let go & let joel, i imprison the spirit that is within me. without change, i am just a non-drinkin drunk. i dont wanna be that guy either. continuous inventory leads me to humility. learnin, for me, is the very essence of humility; the two-walk hand in hand, just as my HP and i, just as my trusted friends in recovery and i. the worst thing i can ever do for myself is rely upon the laurels ive accomplished and earned. ive been granted the wisdom to accept & understand that i am not cured. as said repeatedly in the big book in so many ways, but clearly understood, i get a daily reprieve contingent on the maintenance of my spiritual condition. 1 day @ a time...