Thursday, May 25, 2006

More shoes

I do love shoes. I recall a trip I made to Phoenix once with a man who is now a bearded gentleman who lives in the Big Sky Country... he didn't understand why I needed to bring 3 different pairs of white athletic shoes on a weekend trip. I packed other shoes as well. Over the years, I have gotten better at packing, but I still enjoy shoes for every occassion.

I didn't sleep well last night. I was thinking about a baby I can still see in my mind's eye because he was so perfect. He was just the most beautiful baby (other than my own) I had ever seen. The baby is now 20 years old and the associated press is running with a scandalous story about him. Just writing that makes me cry. His father, my dear friend, has such a heavy load to carry right now.

Whenever I feel sad I have to pause and thank God that I am able to feel sad (or anything else for that matter). And then I can pray for all involved.

"On the day that the calamity of Pearl Harbor fell upon our country, a great friend of AA was walking along a St. Louis street. Father Edward Dowling was not an alcoholic, but he had been one of the founders of the struggling AA group in his city. Because many of his usually sober friends had already taken to their bottles that they might blot out the implications of the Pearl Harbor disaster, Father Ed was anguished by the thought that his cherished AA group would probably do the same.

Then a member, sober less than a year, stepped alongside and engaged Father Ed in a spirited conversation--mostly about AA. Father Ed saw, with relief, that his companion was perfectly sober.

'How is it that you have nothing to say about Pearl Harbor? How can you roll with a punch like that?'

'Well,' replied the yearling, 'each of us in AA has already had his own private Pearl Harbor. So why should we drunks crack up over this one?" -- As Bill Sees It, p. 71


dAAve said...

That bearded gentleman seems ot be handling the situation wonderfully, despite the hurt. He is providing this alkie a great example.
Have a great day, you.

BigSkymAAck said...

Thank you, such kind words, The only thing I think I am doing here is trying to say we can stay sober in spite of anything else that goes on in our life. Yes father Dowling was right we alkies have been through our own personal hell. These are just bumps in the road of life. Soome bumps are just bigger pot holes.

Motorcycle Mike - Sober Biker said...

I agree with your assessment dAAve, I am taking some example from him as well.

God be with you mAAck!

Hmmm Personal Pearl Harbor - good analogy, brings back some memories.

Shannon said...

Whenever I feel sad I have to pause and thank God that I am able to feel sad (or anything else for that matter). And then I can pray for all involved.
that is truly important to remember and be grateful for...

Trudging said...

I understand your shoe thing honey!!


Lovely shoes.....lovely toes....lovely polish.......LOVELY YOU!
I see you,