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God ... grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
The courage to change the things I can
And the wisdom to know the difference.
This little prayer has done more to keep me sober than any other single thing. I accept the fact that I cannot fix all the world's problems, I accept that I cannot make others do what I want them to do, I accept that I cannot dictate the outcome of every situation, I accept that other people will not always (or even often) think or act the way that I think they should. It's called acceptance and it is key to my recovery at this point. Letting go of control ... letting things work out the way they should without my managing them. This little prayer has almost completely erased the desire to drink. I know it sounds simplistic, but maybe it is that simple. It's not about throwing my hands in the air and saying I just don't care anymore ... it's not about giving up. It's realizing that I am not the centre of the universe and that all I can control is myself and my thoughts. In the midst of a tragedy this week, I still knew the feeling of peace and serenity. I could have created chaos, as I used to, by drinking ... what better "excuse" to drink than having to deal with a tragedy ... but I didn't. I won't lie and say that the thought didn't cross my mind, it did, for a fleeting moment. Until I said that little prayer.
Onward ...
The courage to change the things I can
And the wisdom to know the difference.
This little prayer has done more to keep me sober than any other single thing. I accept the fact that I cannot fix all the world's problems, I accept that I cannot make others do what I want them to do, I accept that I cannot dictate the outcome of every situation, I accept that other people will not always (or even often) think or act the way that I think they should. It's called acceptance and it is key to my recovery at this point. Letting go of control ... letting things work out the way they should without my managing them. This little prayer has almost completely erased the desire to drink. I know it sounds simplistic, but maybe it is that simple. It's not about throwing my hands in the air and saying I just don't care anymore ... it's not about giving up. It's realizing that I am not the centre of the universe and that all I can control is myself and my thoughts. In the midst of a tragedy this week, I still knew the feeling of peace and serenity. I could have created chaos, as I used to, by drinking ... what better "excuse" to drink than having to deal with a tragedy ... but I didn't. I won't lie and say that the thought didn't cross my mind, it did, for a fleeting moment. Until I said that little prayer.
Onward ...
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