People forget to donate blood in the summer months, so there is usually a shortage. They called me the other day and asked if I would please come in and donate. I was happy to. It is such a small thing, but such an important thing.
I learned how to do things that are not all about ME! ME! ME! in AA. Thank God. When I think about myself 24 hours a day, I can count on 24 hours of unhappiness.
"We had not prayed rightly. We had always said, 'Grant me my wishes,' instead of 'Thy will be done.' The love of God and man we understood not at all. Therefore we remained self-deceived, and so incapable of receiving enough grace to restore us to sanity." -- As Bill Sees It, p. 295