Last night my church was packed. People love to get their palms on Palm Sunday. I must admit, I do too. But of course, I love to go to church every other Sunday too.
There is a meeting I go to sometimes on Friday nights. In it there is a man who is always there. He has been sober maybe 30 years. Every week he shares. No matter the topic, he shares the same thing. It is his story. It is the story of how he came to AA and went to 89 meetings in 90 days. On the 90th day, he had to go out of town for business. He was in some town in the midwest and there was a lot of booze at this event. He decided to walk across the street to McDonald's instead of stay at the event with the booze. And I wait for the punch line..... but this is it. This is the whole story. Every week.
And then I pray. Please dear Lord, may I have more of a story than a walk across the street to McDonald's 30 years ago. I am sure this man surely has more of a story than this, I don't know why he doesn't share it, but he doesn't.
So, for today, my story is....I am grateful for another day of blessed sobriety, a good night's sleep, some beautiful sunshine, the ability to go outside and run, and a day off.