Instead, I like the closing words of the January 2nd entry For Today:
I pray to be willing to give up more of my old, mistaken notions that I cling to as absolute truths.It is not yet 7 o'clock this morning, dark and cold. As I consider how I have been living, I find myself ashamed. My abstinence has been non-existent. I have resorted to food in an effort to stop feeling so awful. To stop the nightmares. To get some carbohydrate-coma induced sleep. But it is a shadow existence.
My Big Book search for willingness uncovered the usual helpful passage that sums up where I am and where I want to be:
When I am willing to do the right thing, I am rewarded with an inner peace no amount of [food] could ever provide. When I am unwilling to do the right thing, I become restless, irritable, and discontent. It is always my choice. Through the Twelve Steps, I have been granted the gift of choice. I am no longer at the mercy of the disease that tells me the only answer is to [compulsively eat]. If willingness is the key to unlock the gates of hell, it is action that options those doors so that we may walk freely among the living. [Big Book, p.317]So for today, I pray to be willing to give up more of my old, mistaken notions that I cling to as absolute truths. Food is not the answer to all the questions I have.
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