I feel the same way too.
I came back to God as a result of my recovery, not the other way around.
I believe God gave me two arms, two legs and a brain for a reason.
I also believe God didn't put me in the mess I was in, I did.
Like the others here, I pray for guidance, I pray I can find the things I need in myself...I've never asked for a guardian angel or for a miracle.
Not only has God way more important stuff to deal with but I actually learn stuff by fixing my own mess.
To me, that's God at work
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