NOVEMBER 23
"HOLD YOUR FACE TO THE LIGHT"
Believe more deeply. Hold your face up to the Light, even
though for the moment you do not see.
AS BILL SEES IT, p. 3
One Sunday in October, during my morning meditation, I
glanced out the window at the ash tree in our front yard. At
once I was overwhelmed by its magnificent, golden color!
As I stared in awe at God's work of art, the leaves began to
fall and, within minutes, the branches were bare. Sadness
came over me as I thought of the winter months ahead, but
just as I was reflecting on autumn's annual process, God's
message came through. Like the trees, stripped of their
leaves in the fall, sprout new blossoms in the spring, I had
had my compulsive, selfish ways removed by God in order
for me to blossom into a sober, joyful member of A.A.
Thank you, God, for the changing seasons and for my everchanging
life.
"HOLD YOUR FACE TO THE LIGHT"
Believe more deeply. Hold your face up to the Light, even
though for the moment you do not see.
AS BILL SEES IT, p. 3
One Sunday in October, during my morning meditation, I
glanced out the window at the ash tree in our front yard. At
once I was overwhelmed by its magnificent, golden color!
As I stared in awe at God's work of art, the leaves began to
fall and, within minutes, the branches were bare. Sadness
came over me as I thought of the winter months ahead, but
just as I was reflecting on autumn's annual process, God's
message came through. Like the trees, stripped of their
leaves in the fall, sprout new blossoms in the spring, I had
had my compulsive, selfish ways removed by God in order
for me to blossom into a sober, joyful member of A.A.
Thank you, God, for the changing seasons and for my everchanging
life.
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