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After reading "The Eleventh Step" in the November issue, I just can't keep quiet. The author spoke of "the uselessness of trying to read or talk or reason our way into divine awareness." I have been trying to say that for years, in my own way, such as: "I couldn't possibly have been the architect of my own recovery," or "I am a recovering alcoholic--only God knows my potential," or "I cannot, by an excess of 'virtue,' compel God to do anything" or "You can work the program even if you cannot read or write."