“Thank you for another sober day”, is a prayer I learned from a client. She says it every morning upon waking. I did not have sophisticated words to explain it, but I did point out that beginning every day in such a way was significant. Such a prayer comes from a place of surrender and mystery, and an understanding that there is something else out there, someone if you consider this thing is conscious enough to hear you.

And this Person is to be thanked and credited for where you currently find yourself. This was all being understood by her without me even saying it, but I did say it, if only to cement in my own mind my own awe and wonder and very basic understanding. I see her face look to the window and it’s like a little girl smiles. They say relapse isn’t failure, it’s part of the journey. It all sounds so nice until you consider how relapses can kill.

And this condition, this disorder and disease, will indeed do just that if it is not held in check. If it is not wiped out and eliminated. I’m talking about sin and the way in completely infects everything. I want to be scrubbed. I want to be washed. I know that God is willing and has already made me clean. And I never again want to hold another person’s sin against them, or ruin any other day by being hurt and unforgiving.