Moment of Clarity, Act of Providence

This particular run has lasted about four and a half years since I picked up that first drink. I had left AA after 11 months of clean time knowing it could only get worse, knowing that I might not make it back, but unwilling to buy into the First Step and admit I was truly an alcoholic. I took that first drink and that drink took me.  Four and a half years later, I had a moment of clarity. I came to realize the truth of what I had become and I didn’t like it. I cursed God outstanding in the middle of the street, blaming him for everything I had become—when the truth is I had a different God at the time. But my real God never left me; he carried me through the storm and I believe that.