Daily Recovery Blog
Thursday May 21, 2026
"To get out of a problem, we must spiritually grow through it." -
Candice C.
FIND THE ANSWERS IN THE HEARTI loved hearing addicts with long term recovery sharing their
story. One time, I heard an addict share that the longest journey
he ever made in recovery was eighteen inches; from his head to
his heart. I may have been close to 30 years old at that time,
but inside I felt like a child. I was a man with a boy on the
inside. There were many days I wanted to tell people that I loved
them. The words would get up to my throat, get stuck, and
disappear. My heart felt sad at not getting a chance to speak for
me. My head was stubborn, and it limited my spiritual growth.
Other member's actions showed me the way to overcome this fear. I
had made many attempts to take a hug home to my family. Somehow I
always lost them along the way. It was an incident on July 4,
1984 that helped me to see how important thinking with my heart
would be in my recovery. I had invited my parents to our
convention. At conventions addicts will hug anything that is
moving. I was the convention chairperson that year. Many addicts
were coming over to thank me for being of service. There were a
few pretty girls that were hugging my dad while saying hello to
him. I got in line without thinking about it and gave my dad a
hug. I felt like I was 12 years old again. My heart had taken
over and it felt great. I was learning to find my answers in the
heart.
"The worst prison would be a closed heart." - Pope John Paul II
Wednesday May 20, 2026
"Love and fear are opposites which is your higher power?" - Tres
S.
FAITH OR FEAR MAKE YOUR CHOICEI must be honest and admit that fear still lives inside me. It is
not nearly as consuming as it was 29 years ago. I have my moments
of worrying. I get scared. These feelings very seldom overwhelm
me anymore or take control of my life. In 1983, one of my sisters
gave me her old 1978 Ford Pinto. My sponsor immediately said I
owed her $500. He wanted me to be responsible. This car was a
purple color and was not in great shape, but to me it was a Rolls
Royce. Soon after I got the car, my mom gave me a hot pink bumper
stick that said: FAITH OR FEAR MAKE YOUR CHOICE. I was way too
cool to put that on the bumper, but since it was a gift from mom,
I put it inside on the dashboard. I remember one night, another
addict and I had gone to the local dog track. It was the first
time I had ever been. I am not one that gambles much, so I did
not believe it to be a problem. Before going in, I locked my rent
money in the glove box. Once inside, I bet the first three races
and lost what little money I had in my wallet. I told myself to
go get the rent money and bet it to get my losses back. I was
making the long walk back to the glove box, when I looked up at
my car and that hot pink bumper sticker could be seen from way
across the parking lot: FAITH OR FEAR MAKE YOUR CHOICE. It was
the best gift my mom could have given me. Because of her, my rent
was paid. I learned about how my disease manifests itself in all
areas of my life. This experience let me know I need God in all
areas of my life.
"Fear imprisons, faith liberates; fear paralyzes, faith empowers;
fear disheartens, faith encourages; fear sickens, faith heals;
fear makes useless, faith makes serviceable." - Harry Emerson
Fosdick
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