It is in our faults and failings, not in our virtues, that we touch one another and find sympathy. Jerome K. Jerome
In my search for a cure for my illness, I encountered many fine doctors and others who were sincerely interested in helping me. And they did help: I lost weight. But when I regained the weight, I could only see my former helpers as superior beings with no discernible human failings to compare to mine.
In OS, my would-be helpers were, by their own admission, overeateres. In unmistakable terms, they described the compulsion, the fat, the shame, the despair – and the spiritual recovery. My own recovery began that day.
Today I know that I must give to another compulsive overeater in the same way that others gave to me: by first revealing my own failings.
For today: In sponsoring and twelfth-step work, I remember to talk about some of he defects I still have, as well as those that have been removed. A sponsor with no apparent faults needs help.
My takeaway: It is in our faults and failings, not in our virtues, that we touch one another and find sympathy. Yes!
Also – I can’t imagine ever doing 12th step work, but this kind of gives some instructions and helps me imagine it (and let go since I’m not there…:)
Voices of Recovery:
“Real humility about our character defects carries with its acceptance . . .” – The Twelve Steps and Twelve Traditions of Overeaters Anonymous, p. 61
One of the most wonderful gifts I have received in this program is accepting and even loving myself. This new attitude has made it possible for me to take an honest look at the make-up of my character.
In Steps Six and Seven I have learned to deal with my character defects. I know now that I don’t have to identify myself with my faults; I can make a mistake but that doesn’t mean that I am a mistake.
I can take responsibility for mistakes and character defects by being honest (and not judgmental) with myself and by asking my Higher Power for love and guidance and to help me surrender them to Him/Her. The change in me, which indeed does occur, has shown me once again that the secret of success lies in surrender.
For today I can ask my Higher Power for awareness of myself, along with the willingness to surrender and to let me be as I am supposed to be.
My takeaway: I love this: For today i can ask my Higher Power for awareness of myself, along with the willingness to surrender and to let me be as I am supposed to be.
OUR PATHS ARE OUR OWN
…there was nothing left for us but to pick up the simple kit of spiritual tools laid at our feet. Alcoholics Anonymous, p. 25
My first attempt at the Steps was one of obligation and necessity, which resulted in a deep feeling of discouragement in the face of all those adverbs: courageously; completely; humbly; directly; and only. I considered Bill W. fortunate to have gone through such a major, even sensational, spiritual experience. I had to discover, as time went on, that my path was my own. After a few twenty-four hours in the A.A. Fellowship, thanks especially to the sharing of members in the meetings, I understood that everyone gradually finds his or her own pace in moving through the Steps. Through progressive means, I try to live according to these suggested principles. As a result of these Steps, I can say today that my attitude towards life, people, and towards anything having to do with God, has been transformed and improved.
My takeaway: There IS nothing left but for me to start back on working the Steps every day, and getting a sponsor. So what if I get up at 4:30 am – it is worth it!
As Bill Sees It:
The Coming of Faith
In my own case, the foundation stone of freedom from fear is that of faith: a faith that, despite all worldly appearances to the contrary, causes me to believe that I live in a universe that makes sense.
To me, this means a belief in a Creator who is all power, justice, and love; a God who intends for me a purpose, a meaning, and a destiny to grow, however little and haltingly, toward His own likeness and image. Before the coming of faith I had lived as an alien in a cosmos that too often seemed both hostile and cruel. In it there could be no inner security for me.
“When I was driven to my knees by alcohol, I was made ready to ask for the gift of faith. And all was changed. Never again, my pains and problems notwithstanding, would I experience my former desolation. I saw the universe to be lighted by God’s love; I was alone no more.”
My takeaway: Well, I do NOT believe that the universe makes sense so to speak. I mean, in a way yes, but I believe there is a randomness… But that’s okay! I am part of MY Higher Power, which is a creative force (though not personified) of goodness, light, and love. And joy. And I can tap into that at any time. At ALL times!
I am so grateful!
How to Sit: