August 24, 2022

Dear God, good morning. Today is about faith. In Today’s reading from God’s Promises for every day, writes, “What to when you feel discouraged?” Sometimes I do feel a little bit discouragement. My husband and I can’t live together until we buy a two-family house. The rent for an apartment is three thousand dollars a month near Boston. Because we can’t afford rent, purchasing a two-family home is the only way out of the rental madness. But I believe you, Jesus, will help us find a house close to the trains. The book also says, “But the purity of your faith will bring praise and glory and honor when Jesus Christ is shown to you…So you are filled with joy that you cannot see him now. The faith I receive from you, Jesus, is pure, and the joy I feel is powerful. I never felt that kind of joy ever. The fun comes from God. I can’t explain it. It just happened a year ago. I felt some of the fruits of your love. You love us, for love is all-powerful. You gave me some fruits of love, faith, peace, joy, goodness, and patience. I don’t know anything about the salvation of your soul. I believe in my own spiritual experience through you, Jesus. I feel comfortable every time I pray to you. I stop and turn to you for help and pray for others. I channel my thoughts through you, Jesus. You are pure. I can’t imagine life without you.

In my book, I wrote to you, sweet Jesus, I begged for help back in twenty-sixteen, and once again I wrote to you then, it notes, “Dear Lord, please help me with my troubles and sadness. I pray for my family and other families too. I am a little sheep that got lost in the wilderness. Please guide me with your love and strength, hold me up and help others in need. I love you. Thank you for your love and protection.”I began to believe in you after that prayer I wrote to you. It was a letter to you, Jesus. I think I cried out for help that morning, and you delivered again every time I asked for help. You comfort me by helping me to believe in you. I was getting sohba again. I’m a chronic relapser and need to look at my charter defects, which should be charming.

Today, my life is beautiful. My heart sings of joy. I love my sisters and brother (most times), and I care about people’s well-being before my own. I’m not the same woman I was back in two-thousand and sixteen. I was doing only a meeting in our fellowship. Then I became the “Greeter” of my home group, the Four Winds in the fellowship. Anyone coming into the meeting would get a hug or a handshake. I kept that job as a greeter. I have received so many hugs since then, and it felt terrific about my having a job every Friday night at the Four Winds meeting.

I felt part of a group again. The old timers were there, Danny, Carl, Dom, and Kenny, who has over fifty-years-of sobriety. These long-timers have helped me to stay sohba. Their wisdom is so profound, and their love for you is powerful, and so is mine. Thank you, Jesus, for a beautiful morning! Love you, Jesus.

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