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Feb 15, 2021 14:05:54   #
Don G. Dinsdale Loc: El Cajon, CA (San Diego County)
 
I used to complain to my sponsor about where I was in my life. I told him I couldn’t believe I was in my late thirties and my life was such a mess. I was unemployed, and more importantly, I was unemployable. I had no savings and was borrowing money to pay my expenses. I had never been married and hadn’t had a serious relationship in years. My family didn’t want to have anything to do with me, and I had few friends left. I was at the bottom of my life.

And that’s when he looked at me and said, “You are exactly where God wants you to be.” How can that possibly be? I thought. What kind of a deranged God would want me to be so miserable, so desperate? My sponsor told me that I had finally reached a place where I had fully surrendered, and it was only here that God could reach me and begin the miracle that would t***sform my life.

While I understood what my sponsor meant, my ego continued to struggle against where I was and where I thought I should be. As I slowly pieced my life back together, I still resented that I had to take an entry-level job, or wait a year before getting into a relationship, or sweep floors after meetings. But after a while, the wisdom of these baby steps revealed themselves. By starting over, and doing things the right way—selflessly, fully present, and grateful for the opportunities—I began to appreciate and cherish the new life I had a second chance at the building. Even today, when I get anxious or impatient, I remember that I am exactly where God wants me to be.

(We Each Have Our Own Road To Travel, The Longer I'm Here The More I See The Similarities And Yes Differences... I Drank Different Than Most Yet I Ended Up Drunk And On "Skidrow", "My Life Then Was Different From Yours; More or Less Violence, And More or Less "Whoring" And More or Less Crime, etc." None of What I Did Makes For Good Telling or Listening, It Just Is, As Has Been My Recovery, Some Would Say I've Been On a 42 Year Dry Drunk, Others What a Fricking Miracle I Am, Both Could Be Correct Depending On Their Point of View... My Point Is We Are Brother And Sisters, None Are Totally A Like or Different, Just Don't Drink And Wait For The Next Surprise, I'll Take Another 24... Don D. 10/12/78) 

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Feb 15, 2021 16:54:43   #
Armageddun Loc: The show me state
 
Don G. Dinsdale wrote:
I used to complain to my sponsor about where I was in my life. I told him I couldn’t believe I was in my late thirties and my life was such a mess. I was unemployed, and more importantly, I was unemployable. I had no savings and was borrowing money to pay my expenses. I had never been married and hadn’t had a serious relationship in years. My family didn’t want to have anything to do with me, and I had few friends left. I was at the bottom of my life.

And that’s when he looked at me and said, “You are exactly where God wants you to be.” How can that possibly be? I thought. What kind of a deranged God would want me to be so miserable, so desperate? My sponsor told me that I had finally reached a place where I had fully surrendered, and it was only here that God could reach me and begin the miracle that would t***sform my life.

While I understood what my sponsor meant, my ego continued to struggle against where I was and where I thought I should be. As I slowly pieced my life back together, I still resented that I had to take an entry-level job, or wait a year before getting into a relationship, or sweep floors after meetings. But after a while, the wisdom of these baby steps revealed themselves. By starting over, and doing things the right way—selflessly, fully present, and grateful for the opportunities—I began to appreciate and cherish the new life I had a second chance at the building. Even today, when I get anxious or impatient, I remember that I am exactly where God wants me to be.

(We Each Have Our Own Road To Travel, The Longer I'm Here The More I See The Similarities And Yes Differences... I Drank Different Than Most Yet I Ended Up Drunk And On "Skidrow", "My Life Then Was Different From Yours; More or Less Violence, And More or Less "Whoring" And More or Less Crime, etc." None of What I Did Makes For Good Telling or Listening, It Just Is, As Has Been My Recovery, Some Would Say I've Been On a 42 Year Dry Drunk, Others What a Fricking Miracle I Am, Both Could Be Correct Depending On Their Point of View... My Point Is We Are Brother And Sisters, None Are Totally A Like or Different, Just Don't Drink And Wait For The Next Surprise, I'll Take Another 24... Don D. 10/12/78) 
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Feb 15, 2021 21:24:23   #
jelun
 
Thanks for letting us know about the existence of this book. Only $11.99, not bad... https://www.google.com/books/edition/The_Wisdom_of_the_Rooms/R2BmDwAAQBAJ?hl=en&gbpv=0




Don G. Dinsdale wrote:
I used to complain to my sponsor about where I was in my life. I told him I couldn’t believe I was in my late thirties and my life was such a mess. I was unemployed, and more importantly, I was unemployable. I had no savings and was borrowing money to pay my expenses. I had never been married and hadn’t had a serious relationship in years. My family didn’t want to have anything to do with me, and I had few friends left. I was at the bottom of my life.

And that’s when he looked at me and said, “You are exactly where God wants you to be.” How can that possibly be? I thought. What kind of a deranged God would want me to be so miserable, so desperate? My sponsor told me that I had finally reached a place where I had fully surrendered, and it was only here that God could reach me and begin the miracle that would t***sform my life.

While I understood what my sponsor meant, my ego continued to struggle against where I was and where I thought I should be. As I slowly pieced my life back together, I still resented that I had to take an entry-level job, or wait a year before getting into a relationship, or sweep floors after meetings. But after a while, the wisdom of these baby steps revealed themselves. By starting over, and doing things the right way—selflessly, fully present, and grateful for the opportunities—I began to appreciate and cherish the new life I had a second chance at the building. Even today, when I get anxious or impatient, I remember that I am exactly where God wants me to be.

(We Each Have Our Own Road To Travel, The Longer I'm Here The More I See The Similarities And Yes Differences... I Drank Different Than Most Yet I Ended Up Drunk And On "Skidrow", "My Life Then Was Different From Yours; More or Less Violence, And More or Less "Whoring" And More or Less Crime, etc." None of What I Did Makes For Good Telling or Listening, It Just Is, As Has Been My Recovery, Some Would Say I've Been On a 42 Year Dry Drunk, Others What a Fricking Miracle I Am, Both Could Be Correct Depending On Their Point of View... My Point Is We Are Brother And Sisters, None Are Totally A Like or Different, Just Don't Drink And Wait For The Next Surprise, I'll Take Another 24... Don D. 10/12/78) 
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Feb 16, 2021 08:53:37   #
Wonttakeitanymore
 
Don G. Dinsdale wrote:
I used to complain to my sponsor about where I was in my life. I told him I couldn’t believe I was in my late thirties and my life was such a mess. I was unemployed, and more importantly, I was unemployable. I had no savings and was borrowing money to pay my expenses. I had never been married and hadn’t had a serious relationship in years. My family didn’t want to have anything to do with me, and I had few friends left. I was at the bottom of my life.

And that’s when he looked at me and said, “You are exactly where God wants you to be.” How can that possibly be? I thought. What kind of a deranged God would want me to be so miserable, so desperate? My sponsor told me that I had finally reached a place where I had fully surrendered, and it was only here that God could reach me and begin the miracle that would t***sform my life.

While I understood what my sponsor meant, my ego continued to struggle against where I was and where I thought I should be. As I slowly pieced my life back together, I still resented that I had to take an entry-level job, or wait a year before getting into a relationship, or sweep floors after meetings. But after a while, the wisdom of these baby steps revealed themselves. By starting over, and doing things the right way—selflessly, fully present, and grateful for the opportunities—I began to appreciate and cherish the new life I had a second chance at the building. Even today, when I get anxious or impatient, I remember that I am exactly where God wants me to be.

(We Each Have Our Own Road To Travel, The Longer I'm Here The More I See The Similarities And Yes Differences... I Drank Different Than Most Yet I Ended Up Drunk And On "Skidrow", "My Life Then Was Different From Yours; More or Less Violence, And More or Less "Whoring" And More or Less Crime, etc." None of What I Did Makes For Good Telling or Listening, It Just Is, As Has Been My Recovery, Some Would Say I've Been On a 42 Year Dry Drunk, Others What a Fricking Miracle I Am, Both Could Be Correct Depending On Their Point of View... My Point Is We Are Brother And Sisters, None Are Totally A Like or Different, Just Don't Drink And Wait For The Next Surprise, I'll Take Another 24... Don D. 10/12/78) 
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God knows! I too was rescued from bondage, God gave me his son to change my life and my son to give me a reason to want it to b better!

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Feb 17, 2021 09:07:20   #
billy a Loc: South Florida
 
Don G. Dinsdale wrote:
I used to complain to my sponsor about where I was in my life. I told him I couldn’t believe I was in my late thirties and my life was such a mess. I was unemployed, and more importantly, I was unemployable. I had no savings and was borrowing money to pay my expenses. I had never been married and hadn’t had a serious relationship in years. My family didn’t want to have anything to do with me, and I had few friends left. I was at the bottom of my life.

And that’s when he looked at me and said, “You are exactly where God wants you to be.” How can that possibly be? I thought. What kind of a deranged God would want me to be so miserable, so desperate? My sponsor told me that I had finally reached a place where I had fully surrendered, and it was only here that God could reach me and begin the miracle that would t***sform my life.

While I understood what my sponsor meant, my ego continued to struggle against where I was and where I thought I should be. As I slowly pieced my life back together, I still resented that I had to take an entry-level job, or wait a year before getting into a relationship, or sweep floors after meetings. But after a while, the wisdom of these baby steps revealed themselves. By starting over, and doing things the right way—selflessly, fully present, and grateful for the opportunities—I began to appreciate and cherish the new life I had a second chance at the building. Even today, when I get anxious or impatient, I remember that I am exactly where God wants me to be.

(We Each Have Our Own Road To Travel, The Longer I'm Here The More I See The Similarities And Yes Differences... I Drank Different Than Most Yet I Ended Up Drunk And On "Skidrow", "My Life Then Was Different From Yours; More or Less Violence, And More or Less "Whoring" And More or Less Crime, etc." None of What I Did Makes For Good Telling or Listening, It Just Is, As Has Been My Recovery, Some Would Say I've Been On a 42 Year Dry Drunk, Others What a Fricking Miracle I Am, Both Could Be Correct Depending On Their Point of View... My Point Is We Are Brother And Sisters, None Are Totally A Like or Different, Just Don't Drink And Wait For The Next Surprise, I'll Take Another 24... Don D. 10/12/78) 
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We take a meeting to an old friend who's blind, and has lost his stomach/intestines to our disease. Nothing, absolutely nothing, can make me feel sorry for myself after visiting Gus. There is ALWAYS someone in a worse place than me. Thanks, Don.

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