This is the beginning of the busiest time of life called, the Holiday season. Menus are being hashed out among family members.
It will be a short work week for most, so they can load up the car and start their journey to be with family Thanksgiving Day. I hope people will pause this week and be thankful. I believe we should pause every day for this.
The first thing I learned in sobriety was being grateful. Waking up without a hangover was miraculous for me and gratitude began. It was suggested I make a Gratitude List. There were days, looking at my circumstances, I didn’t see much to be grateful for.
This forced me to look within myself and to stop looking at what was happening, or not happening around me.
Waking up and waking up sober was enough for me. Having those two things made everything else possible.
This week people will ponder being thankful.
Accepting where you are and being grateful for everything you have, even if that is just breath in your body; be thankful. It may look not seem like much, but it’s actually everything you need.
It’s an honor to be writing for the Sisters of Serenity and Sobriety each Friday. What a fabulous end to my work week!
Losing my home and having it go through foreclosure years ago was heart wrenching. Ever since then I have rented a home to live in. Sometimes for a only a year, or two, but we enjoy moving, and living wherever God leads.
The home my daughter and I live in today is an old farmhouse, on 5 acres, that has been restored to its natural beauty. We have been here four months and the rent is due the first week of the month. I received a text last night from my landlord, asking for it pronto. I made myself sit still.
If this would have happened before sobriety, it would have prompted me to drink. The majority of my income goes into PayPal, so it takes a few days for it to move into my checking. There was not enough money in my checking to cover rent this quickly.
I was so grateful for that moment. To be able to be caught off guard and not react in a drunken spew. Stopping and asking God for guidance and to be my words is all it took. We talked it through via text and it will all work out. The first thing I said to my daughter when it happened was, “This is a test. I have to pass this test!”
It’s little things like this that make us stronger. I handed my landlord the check this morning and told him I have moved the money from PayPal, but when it shows up is in God’s hands. Moving forward, I will pay them on the first of every month.
I encourage you today to be still and know, He is God. He doesn’t need our help, only our hearts.