The Rhythm of Life

In May 1993, I entered the Fellowship of Alcoholics Anonymous in the midst of a very painful divorce resulting from years of alcohol abuse on my part. My two children, aged two and three at the time, were caught in the middle of this situation. My recovery went well, and my relationship with my children continued to improve, but after seven months in AA I still felt an absence of peace. Although I'd been working on my spiritual life, I continued to find it difficult to accept the fact that my family was not coming back together. It wasn't long before I started questioning God as to his unwillingness to answer my prayers.