A Different Shade

I’ve always believed in God. Even in the darkest days of my active alcoholism, when I tried to quit drinking on my own and I couldn’t; even when I started losing things, like a business, a house and a marriage; even when I had to acknowledge that I was no longer employable; even when I had to continually move because, one by one, my family could no longer allow me to stay at their homes. Even then, I believed in God. I didn’t blame him and I wasn’t angry with him. I just never thought about him. And I certainly never asked him for his help.