I am going to take a quick bike ride before I go to work this morning. It is a beautiful morning, the birds are singing, there are a few pink clouds over the mountains, and it should be a lovely morning for a ride. I am not riding to work because it is supposed to rain later on and never get much warmer than it is now (51 degrees).
I just heard a story on the news about a "recovering alcoholic, convicted of attempted murder" who held police off for 14 hours, then killed himself, a woman, and raped a child. Why? oh Why? is he referred to as a "recovering alcoholic?"
"Perhaps one of the greatest rewards of meditation and prayer is the sense of belonging that comes to us. We no longer live in a a completely hostile world. We are no longer lost and frightened and purposeless. The moment we catch even a glimpse of God's will, the moment we begin to see truth, justice, and love as the real and eternal things in life, we are no longer deeply distrubed by all the seeming evidence to the contrary that surrounds us in purely human affairs. We know that God lovingly watches over us. We know that when we turn to Him, all will be well with us, here and hereafter." -- Twelve Steps and Twelve Traditions, p. 105