Talking to G-d
A guest post from Yaakov O.
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"We found that as soon as we were able to lay aside prejudice and express even a willingness to believe in a Power greater than ourselves, we commenced to get results, even though it was impossible for any of us to fully define or comprehend that Power, which is G-d.
. . When many hundreds (now millions in A.A.) of people are able to say that the consciousness of the Presence of G-d is today the most important fact of their lives, they present a powerful reason why one should have faith." Alcoholics Anonymous-4th edition
"You are children to the L-rd your G-d." (Deut. 14:1) Therefore, it is good to express your thoughts and troubles to G-d, like a child complaining to and pestering a parent. Rabbi Nachman of Breslov, Alim LeTerufah
"Master of the Universe, G-d Almighty! Why do You always pick on Tevye? Why don't You sometimes play a game — just for fun — with, say, a Brodsky or a Rothschild? Why aren't they taught the lesson of Lech-lecha—"Gay avek!" "Get out!"? It would be more to the point with them than with me. First of all, they would get a real taste of what it means to be a Jew. Secondly, let them, too, feel that we have a mighty G-d. . . " Shalom Aleikhem—Lech Lecha
Unlike Tevye, who grew up in a world where he knew what it meant to be a Jew, and felt that he had a mighty G-d to Whom he could talk, I had to enter the rooms of A.A., with nary a Jew in sight, to learn that it was necessary and good for me to talk to G-d. Not I and Thou, but me and You. My first experiment with this came when I was having a really hard time talking on the phone to my ex-wife. One of the consequences of my drinking was that I had lost custody of my 3-year-old son. My ex had complete say over all of my visitations, and made my life hell.
Every time I got on the phone with her, it descended to mutual bitterness, anger and hostility.
I talked to my sponsor about it and he asked me: "Do you have a Higher Power?" "Of course" I replied. "Then why don't you ask your Higher Power to be with you on the conversation with your ex?" "Okay", I said, "I'll imagine that G-d is with me." No, he said, don't imagine that G-d is with you. Ask G-d, out loud, if G-d would please join you in the conversation." "Out loud?" I asked, insecurely. "Yup" he replied.
So I did. "G-d, you know I'm having a really hard time having a civil conversation with Mollie. For my son's sake, can you please come along with me on this call?" I heard myself saying.
"Okay!" G-d replied, in my mind. (My Higher Power's voice is usually but not always female, wise, and youthful, and is almost always upbeat. If you think that requires psychoanalysis ok, but It has worked for me for over 16 years, and it's G-d as we each individually perceive G-d, right?)
I called my ex. "Hi Mollie", I said. There was a pause. "Jeff?" she asked. "Yes, why do you ask?" I replied. "You sound different," she said. Then I heard these words coming out of my mouth: "You know, I've been thinking that I really do understand that you're insecure with me seeing David, for a lot of reasons, but the truth is that I've been sober for a while now, and he and I do have a great time together, and he really is safe with me."
For the first time in a long time, she started to cry: "All I want is for the two of you to have a good relationship," she said. " But you've done so many crazy things, and you've always sounded so angry, so it's been hard to trust you." The conversation went really well after that, and did most of our conversations, at least the ones where I remembered to ask my Higher Power to come along with me. After I hung up, I just said one word, out loud: "Thanks."
"Any time!" Or so I heard.
3 shares:
Great Message!! Thanks Yisrael
Don't thank me... thank the writer...
Tried to find the "original thoughts"space but was unable, so I guess I will just post this here.
I wrote ths song the first time I was trying to kick heroine. I distinctly remember when coming up with the chorus that i was looking at a little boy and thinking to myself "I wish that the heroine addicted blood in my body were young again like his-pure again like his not addicted...like his." That is where the inspiration for this song came from. I hope someone else can relate..
I woke up from this dream-'think I'm drinkin' too much booze, light the days first joint it sound like Coltrane plays the blues-but no I'm dreamin'-just trippin'in my sleep,I gotta wake up-before those demons start to creep. I KNOW IT"S LIKE THAT every time lay my head-I start to wonder, what it's like to wake up dead--'It's got me up at night-just don't know what to do, I think I got too much to loose...Just try walkin' in my shoes.. Just try walking in my shoes.. Just try walkin' in my shoes..
I know you might not catch my drift-and if you don't try not to trip-the language spoken here is love so light that incense.Relax your ears-you're fears, turn that dial of the blues-Thought someone told you last time man YOU GOT TOO MUCH TO LOOSE-for you it's easy - it just comes to you like that , for some more tricky, they just want one more at bat- for me quite different--'still don't know what to do. There goes one more mile-- of me walking in those shoes.. Just try walking in my shoes..Just try walkin' in my shoes.. Just try walking in my shoes..
'I finally woke up from that dream-'still don't know what to do, - I think back to my 'pops he said tradition brings us through-but never force it,just let that swing right through--it's in the air man- that secret that you seek,it won't come easy, just wake up in a week and start all over, but make the time up or you loose. There goes one more mile -- of me walking in those shoes.. just try walkin' in my shoes..just try walking in my shoes--Just try walking in my shoes--...
c-p 1998 Original lyrics and music by Cary Hellar and Jazodity.
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