Mercy
I had the shakes, I cried all the time, I couldn't sleep, I craved sweets, but I would eat them and get sick. Fortunately, God didn't give up on me even when I was ready to give up on myself.
I went to a meeting every day for ninety days, got a sponsor, and didn't drink one day at a time. Slowly, God began to fill that hole in my heart with His goodness and mercy.
AA Grapevine, June 2005, p. 22
Thought to Ponder . . .
Don't give up before the miracle happens.
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