Defeated, and knowing it, I arrived at the doors of AA,alone and afraid of the unknown. A power outside of myself had picked me up off my bed, guided me to the phone book, then to the bus stop, and through the doors of Alcoholics Anonymous. Once inside AA, I experienced a sense of being loved and accepted, something I had not felt since early childhood.
May I never lose the sense of wonder I experienced on that first evening with AA, the greatest event of my entire life.
c. 1990 AAWS, Daily Reflections, p. 301 Alcoholics Anonymous World Services, Inc.
Thought to Ponder . . .
Seven days without an AA meeting...makes one weak.
April 21, 2005
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