Yesterday was so jam-packed with activities, and today I have to be up so early in the morning, I am just tired. Give me a cup of coffee, and I will probably be OK. But for the first thursday in a year and a half, I don't have a picture.
At the AA picnic yesterday, I was seated with so many friends I have known throughout the years. It was a good deal. I was talking to an old friend, and recalled going to AA picnics when I was a girl - my dad was in AA. Then my children came with me to AA picnics when they were young (and so was I). Now my grandchildren are going to NA picnics with their mother (my daughter). If you have to be alcoholic, which apparently we do, this is sure a good way to go about it.
Yesterday I went off to church, thinking it would be a good start to my day. However, yesterday the priest at my church chose the 4th of July as an opportunity to give an anti-war homily. (just for the record, I am not FOR war, but I have a son serving in one, and I feel that he is a good man, serving an important function - and that does not make him a bad person.) The sermon was so full of disdain for so many things that really felt personal to me, I started crying. I really didn't stop crying until I got to the picnic, several hours later. I am grateful for my AA friends and many AA functions that I can attend and where people actually care about me.
That said, I am now off to church. Unlike the MC of old, I will not stop going to church because I have been offended by someone. I will most likely speak to the priest about this at a later date, but I am not going to stop doing one of the most important things in my life because of hurt feelings.
"We used to amuse ourselves by cynically dissecting spiritual beliefs and practices when we might have observed that many spiritually-minded persons of all races, colors, and creeds were demonstrating a degree of stability, happiness and usefulness which we should have sought ourselves." -- Alcoholics Anonymous, p. 49
6 comments:
Ooo I hate that you had to walk out of a place crying...that normally brings you such peace and joy...I'm sorry about that..for you. How divine (literally) that you had an AA event to attend. My daughters home group had an AA bar-b-q yesterday. She called me last night and said.."Mom, AA is a bar-b-q having organization!". I'm grateful that we have fun things to do.
Crying? I'm so sorry to hear how upset you were. What a good thing to have your AA friends around when you needed them. I know how much that means.
I certainly hope today is better. Have a beautiful, peaceful 24 hours.
I have been battling the secure item monster today. It is letting me comment at the moment, grateful for that. I guess only you and I are having that problem.
This war is such a tricky thing in a way, because it involves so many innocent people. You are lucky that you have had sanity returned to you so you can deal with things like the priest and events that leave you upset. Then on the other hand there was the picnic to lift you to where you needed to be. It's a good bargain being sober. And it's cheap!
Way to work the program MC. These are the gifts that come with long-term sobriety....you are not a victim.
WTG. You inspire me daily!
I'm glad that you went to the picnic and surrounded yourself with friends. It sounds sad that you were in such pain from the comments made by the priest. I think perhaps it's because those comments came from someone who you had expectations about--you were disappointed in his comments about the war.
In Shannon airport while waiting to fly back to NYC, there were hundreds of soldiers--army and marines--in the airport. They had stopped to refuel on the way to Iraq. They were so strong, hardworking, and self-sacricing. No matter what one thinks of the government, don't forget to respect and treasure those who put aside their own feelings to serve.
You are strong, MC. Thanks for your thoughts.
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