Men often bear little grievances with less courage than they do large misfortune.
Aesop
It is the minor nuisances that threaten to drive me mad. I can cope with fire and flood---what else is there to do?----but I have the most alarming urge to bash my head in when I’ve misplaced some infernal object without which I can’t continue to do what I’m doing.
As a gifted AA speaker put it, you can tell normal (non-compulsive) human from compulsive humans because when the car won’t start in the morning, normies go back in the house and call a mechanic; compulsives go in and call Suicide Prevention.
Let’s face it, we’re human----to the nth degree. It’s nice to know that, because I can relax, laugh at myself and turn things over to the Power that handles my life for me today.
For Today: I have discarded the motto, “Heavy does it.” I’ve tried laughing at myself and I like it.
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Uh huh............my compulsive nature has me freaking out over small nothings ALL the time! I have to work on this constantly........I would like to stop sweating the small stuff every day, and in order to do so, I surrender my powerlessness to God.
When I do that, He takes over and guides me through life, one day at a time. I do the footwork by staying abstinent and on track with working the Steps, and He does the rest.
For today, as I mentally prepare myself to visit the dentist (which I hate), I will put my rosary beads in my bra and know that God is with me as I pass through this difficult situation. Obsessing over it won't change the outcome anyway. Later on this afternoon, I will be on the other side of it. Did I choose to worry myself to death over it, or, did I choose to put the matter in God's hands and believe it will all work out?
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