Danny's Letters to God

Dear God,

It's cold enough outside for me to want to stay right where I am, sitting here with You and my loopie pals, sipping coffee, and allowing the world to go on its merry way. My sugar count was much better this a.m. as I'm finished with the meds I was taking for the recent sickness. I'm amazed at how much sugar is in them to help the medicine go down. Just a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down -- now that's from a movie with Julie Andrews, oh yes, Mary Poppins -- I am a headful of useless information. While reading Thumper's post this morning it was made very clear that while medicine has indeed made great strides since 1939, they still are at a loss on how to or even if it's possible to treat obesity. Give me another magic pill or cut them open and re-route the food processing as if You did not do it right. I have personal first hand knowledge of by-pass surgery, stapling, etc., and have never seen any long term success, so much for that silliness.

The only things that I have seen shoot down this program are fear and our inability to give You complete and utter control of every aspect of our lives, and of these fear is the worst culprit. Fear that even if we do as directed we will fail and there will be NO HOPE. Those two words scare the hell out of me even when I'm holding on to You. NO HOPE, ugh!!! Get rid of two things for me today, no make it three -- indecision, fear and no hope. Please.

Thanks for allowing me to wake up this morning and find the woman You sent to run my life snoozing beside me and for this program of recovery. Watch over me, the family, friends, fellow loopies, those who are still lost and of course the folks who I don't like. The knowledge of and power to do Your will would be nice, just for today.

And Why Not?
The Recovery Group

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