Sunday Sundries … Empty Seats
Well, it is a common occurrence that the weather forecast changes by the hour here, and the snow that appeared the other day, is gone now. It will be too warm for snow, so it’s going to rain instead ! BOOOO ….
Another week begins and on Tuesday Canada will stop to remember. It will be a very bittersweet Remembrance Day this year, because of the recent events that two Canadian soldiers lost their lives because of terrorist activity here in Canada. Our men and women are proud to serve their country and to also wear their uniforms. As one soldier said the other night, “We Will NOT Be Intimidated !!!”
Security will be stepped up at all gathering locations.
Hopefully, nobody will do anything stupid on Remembrance Day.
It was an uneventful weekend. I have spent a good chunk of hours before bed reading “Price Lestat.” I am impressed with the way the story is unfolding so far.
I departed early. The weather is chilly, and the trees are quickly dropping leaves all over the place. The church had raked ten bags full of leaves that got picked up last week, now they have to re-rake the yard because the entire lawn is covered again. Best to get them up before the first snow fall.
We had a gaggle of women for set up. Not that there is really, a lot to do, once the coffee is on, setting up chairs with more than three people takes little time. I have a newbie that came with a friend, and he joined the group and we exchanged numbers so we will see where that goes. He’s on the call every day program. Hopefully he will take.
We set out all of our chairs as usual, but in the end, many of them were empty. We sat just the right number of folks because we read all the way around and them shared all the way around just under the wire.
We are one story closer to the end of the book. “Freedom from Bondage…”
We heard several key words from this read … Power, Control, Ego, Self Centeredness, Obsession …
Step Three Prayer says .. “Relieve me from the bondage of self that I may better do thy will…”
In the beginning our writer was of the mind that she could never trust another human being, and that what ever it was she wanted, she was supposed to go out and get it. Kind of like, King and Master of ones life. Through trial and error, well, mostly errors, it took her a long time to figure out that, the attainment of “things” or “people” or “situations” was not really what mattered.
Drinking to escape ones self and constantly trying to find ones self in the act of marriage, whether that marriage was for money, or children, trying to fix ones self, by adding people or things to the mix was not the solution.
We also heard about emotional maturity. Something I can identify with.
They say that when we begin drinking, whenever that is, we stunt our growth, emotionally.
When I started drinking, I was woefully prepared for the big wide world, and totally immature to handle adult situations.
When I got sober the first time I was forced to grow up, as I was able, to deal with life threatening illness.
I conquered that situation because I was sober and had a guide.
Then I lapsed, and gave back the gift. And turned my back on it.
When I got sober the second time, I was at that crucial jumping off point.
I was too old to keep drinking the way I was drinking. The alcohol was not going to add years to my life. And sure as shit, it wasn’t going to turn me into a buff beach boy that I wanted to become or regress into.
Fear was ruling my life, because I was really not ready to grow up, but there was no other way to go.
God had a plan, and when I finally surrendered, I trusted in where ever He was going to take me.
I did grow up, into the man I am today, and if not for the rooms, I don’t know where I would have ended up.
Our writer says in her story that “I get everything I need in A.A. And when I get what I need, I invariably find that it was just what I wanted all the time.”
If you are in, I encourage you to stick and stay. Because in time you will learn the same truth. Everything we need will come from the rooms and the people in them. I guarantee that to you.
You always get what you need when you step in a room.
We welcomed newcomers. We helped a woman trying to get help for her partner. We got another member. We had visitors from out of town. And it seemed that everybody got fed along the way.
A good night was had by all.
More to come, stay tuned …