Dear God,

I had forgotten what it feels like to arise at 4:30 a.m. There are people up and about. They do not look happy and probably are not. This unworthy soul, however, thanks You for yet another day to live. The woman You sent to run my life, along with the female part of the family are well on their way to the Florida Keys to rest up from taking care of me. I am taking charge of myself for the week, so Your work is pretty obvious. What an opportunity to dolly stupid things. No one here to see or hear, except of course You and the conscience You stuck me with. So, I'm going to have to live by the 12 steps as given, which of course will keep this ship afloat and steering in the proper direction. There is that feeling of peace again, the one I get when the decision has been made to seek and do your will for another day. Touchdown by God. Other than asking You to look after my family, friends, fellow loopies, those who still suffer, and the people I don't like, I ask that You help all who cannot or will not make the simple decision to seek Your will. Of all my character defects, indecision is the biggest block to serenity for me. Perhaps someone reading this letter will make that 3rd step decision this morning, and then get right on and do or start their 4th step.

And Why Not?
The Recovery Group

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