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D.D.
Vacaville, California
Surrender to Life
September 2007 (PO Box 1980)
In January 2005, I was asked to leave a rehab before completing the twenty-eight days. My counselor said I was disruptive and unwilling to get honest.
Alone, cold and angry, I reluctantly headed for a meeting at a nearby psych center, thinking maybe there would be coffee and donuts. I was late, and everyone stared at me. I began to walk out in fear, but someone yelled, “Get back in here! ” He was a scruffy-looking, long-bearded biker type. As everyone looked on, he asked, “Are you an alcoholic?”
Terrified, I answered, “Yes.”
“Then sit down! ”
At the end of the meeting. I raised my hand and said, “My name is ChrisAnthony. I'm an alcoholic, I'm hungry, I have nowhere to go, I'm scared, and I really want to drink. But if I do, I'll die.”
Within seconds, the whole group surrounded me, hugging me, giving me phone numbers, and offering me jobs and places to live. Only an hour before I was homeless. The more they offered to help, the harder I cried.
Within two months, I had my own apartment, and my sponsor, Patrick (the same scruffy-looking biker), hired me as his electrician's helper and gave me a station wagon. That meeting became my home group, and I did electrical work for the members.
Patrick passed away a few years ago, but not before I did my Fourth Step with him. My First Step was done at that first meeting, when he asked, “Are you an alcoholic?” and I answered, “Yes.”
ChrisAnthony S.
Bronx, New York
STEP TWO
“Came to believe that a
Power greater than ourselves
could restore us to sanity.”
“Few indeed are the practicing alcoholics who have any idea how irrational they are, or seeing their irrationality, can bear to face it,” says the essay on Step Two in the “Twelve and Twelve.” “Yet no alcoholic, soberly analyzing his destructive behavior, whether the destruction fell on the dining-room furniture or on his own moral fiber, can claim ‘soundness of mind’ for himself.”
“I was a little surprised that my dictionary defined (sanity) as the quality of being sound of mind, sound of judgment, reasonable and rational in one's thoughts,” an AA wrote in a 1982 Grapevine story. “As I sat there mulling over the definition, an idea occurred to me: ‘This is what I'm to be restored to—sound, reasonable, rational thinking.’”
AAs writing about Step Two in the pages of Grapevine have often mentioned similar revelations—of how insane they were while drinking and of being restored to sanity through the working of the remaining Steps of the program.
Still others focus on the first part of the Step—about coming to grips with the idea of “a Power greater than ourselves.”
It is not a requirement of membership that we believe anything, the “Twelve and Twelve” assures us. “All you really need is a truly open mind.” And members can make AA itself their Higher Power, the book goes on to suggest.
Any AA—believer, atheist or agnostic—can take this Step, as the following stories reveal. “The hoop you have to jump through is a lot wider than you think.”
On the Second Step
December 1944
Having taken the First Step of the AA program by admitting that we were powerless over alcohol, we were confronted with Step Two: “Came to believe that a Power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity.”
This Second Step is often referred to as the first spiritual Step; but is it or the subsequent Steps any more spiritual than Step One? Is not anything spiritual which tends toward elevating us to the best and highest type of human being we are capable of becoming?
The Second Step contains the crux of the AA method of getting well: it shows us how to expel that little streak of insanity which caused so many relapses into debauchery long after the normal drinker would have shrunk from another drink. This twisted kind of thinking is eliminated by faith in a Power greater than ourselves.
The question which naturally arises in the newcomer's mind is: “How can I acquire enough faith to get well?” The road to faith is by taking all Twelve Steps. Faith is acquired by working for it; it is retained by continuous use of the Twelve Steps.
One who has gained faith in this greater Power finds such faith reflected toward himself. To the alcoholic this means faith that he will not take the first, fatal drink. But that is not all, for soon we learn that in some mysterious way our whole lives have been changed, our thinking changed, and our desires as well. Finally the realization comes that we no longer drink—because we just don't want to.
The greater Power now becomes for us the court of final appeal. Those harsh judgments of people, conditions and so on, which we made in the past, are now left to this court. This is the way to tolerance. Our own ideals, aims and ambitions are also submitted. This leads to progress, and it is by progressing that we become—and remain—well.
Horace C.
I Nearly Quit
September 1965
“Came to believe that a Power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity.”
When I first encountered this Step, I took offense at the word sanity. If the Step had said, “Power greater than ourselves could put us back on our feet,” or “back on the right path,” I could have understood. Sanity, with all that the word implies, seemed too strong.
I felt I couldn't be crazy or I wouldn't have sought help. Truthfully, I very nearly quit the program, all over the word insanity.
It was not until the Fourth Step (after stumbling and skipping over the Third) that I began to see the light. But it wasn't until the autopsy had gotten well underway and I found out that though I appeared normal to see and talk to, I was extremely selfish, thoughtless, heartless, inconsiderate and resentful of the very air I breathed. Was this the moral make-up of a normal person? I decided not. I had lost all true perspective in daily living. I couldn't plan and carry out one full day without confusing my hours with a lot of unrelated side issues and off-the-track thinking. Yes, I finally agreed that I needed the restoration of my sanity.
Then fear set in. Cold, unreasoning fear. What to do? Where to begin? Suddenly I became angry. Angry with myself. Angry with AA. “I might have known,” I thought. “I get myself involved with some offbeat outfit and here I am, more confused and upset than ever.” I recall wondering, “What's wrong with these people anyway? Why can't they handle their own affairs and let me handle my life as I see fit?” At that point I marched back to Step Two.
Another snag! I knew that somehow if I were to have any semblance of success with the program, I had to believe in a Power greater than myself. I didn't kid myself there. I knew that