Recovery Meditations: March 10th

THE WHOLE PICTURE

“It should be pointed out that physical treatment
is but a small part of the picture.”

Big Book Alcoholics of Anonymous; Page 143



Looking around a gallery recently my friend and I were looking at a mosaic picture. We pondered on what we thought of it, and each of us had our own ideas. Then as we chatted a thought popped into my head. Now this doesn’t happen often, so make the most of it.

The mosaic, of course, is made up of lots of tiny tiles, each one seemingly insignificant on it’s own. In fact if you found one in the street, you probably wouldn’t look at it twice, never mind pick it up. Yet together with all the other tiny tiles, pieced together it forms an unusual and beautiful work of art. I don’t expect that all of the tiles are perfect, but together they are whole. Together they appear to be as one in unison with each other.

Then came the second thought (yes, two in one day). Some days for me are pretty awful. I feel sick, or saddened. I turn on the TV and the news is all depressing stuff, and I think, where is HP while all this is happening? A few years ago, I lost my baby and nearly my own life. Where was my HP then? Losing my nephew at age 8 a few years later, I really doubted that any God of anyone’s understanding could help me with a weight problem.

But today I see the wonderful days, the glowing wonderful comforting days that make life worthwhile. Who am I to say that this life I’m living is good or bad? Only HP has the ‘whole mosaic’ picture of Life. Not just my life, but my life touching another life. The events happening in the world – again, only HP sees the whole picture. He has the lid of the jigsaw puzzle with the main picture on it; we only have one piece, just like the tile.

After I lost the baby, HP helped the surgeons to heal me. I certainly didn’t feel worthy; in fact I felt at the time that I wasn’t even good enough to die. Yet HP has stuck by me and has given me so much. I doubt I’ll ever know whose life or lives I may have touched as a result of me being saved, but it doesn’t matter. HP knows. HP cares.

One Day at a Time . . .
I must remember that you and I are one in the eyes of our Creator. Not one of us is less than, or more than each other. Together we are one. Together we watch HP work miracles in our lives. Together, we are perfect as long as we are under HP’s direction. Mind boggling isn’t it?

~ Marlene

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In recovery, we learn to connect with one another, maybe for the first time in our lives, to see that we are part of a much larger picture.

  1+1=5.............together we are greater than we are alone.

When I put my life into God's hands, I acknowledge The Big Picture; that He has a plan FOR me.  Everything happens for a reason.........the Man Plans & God Laughs theory holds true for me.  I surrender my powerlessness and God takes over, doing for me what I cannot do for myself.

The fellowship of OA allows me to stop isolating and feeling all alone with my disease.  My brothers & sisters in OA are the mosaic pieces that enrich my life and enable me to feel like part of a big picture........a greater good..........part of humanity.

I know that God is with me at all time, whether my life is going well or falling apart..........each experience is a learning vehicle intended to teach me something. Through struggle comes strength. 

For today, I take each moment of my life as a lesson; I accept the good with the bad, knowing that God has a plan for me.