In a meeting yesterday I listened to a gentleman share how he had just survived a life threatening illnesses. Three months in the hospital, countless set backs. The Drs telling him on more than one occasion how there was nothing more they could do. He shared how he never lost faith. How he knew he was not alone, no matter the outcome. He would be ok because his God was right there with him, every moment of every day. He shared how he first came to AA 40 years ago, but he didn't stay. It took him 20 more years to get one year. He shared how it was in the rooms of AA that he finally found his God. The same God who just walked with him through one of the worst times of his life.He shared that it seems his God is willing, and soon he'll have 20 years. He thanked his God and the group, and ended his share.
As he was sharing, a lady sitting next to him wept quietly. Someone handed her a box of Kleenex. I had not seen either of them before, and I thought she was with him, had gone through all that with him. That she was crying for & with him. I was wrong. A couple minutes later, she shared this.
She said, "I want to thank this gentleman for showing me God. I hear a lot of people in here talk about God, but you, you just showed me God. At a time when I'm struggling with this very thing, you made God real."
I felt a lump in my throat & more love and gratitude than I could ever express.
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I asked God for all things that I may enjoy life. He gave me life so that I may enjoy all things.
Okay Nezyb, ... That was awesome ... I admit, I had to get a tissue box myself ... ... ... something inside of me swelled with gratitude to feel the power of God in someone else ... truly a miracle ...
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'Those who leave everything in God's hand will eventually see God's hand in everything.'