Monday, February 23, 2009

The Power of Prayer


I went to an awesome meeting tonight. Hell, they're all awesome. But I sat with my friend Val, and God bless her-she just gets me giggling-at all the wrong times- like in the middle of a meeting. Now there I go blaming someone else again. Damn alcoholic that I am, its always someone else, right. Anyone who knows me, as in real life knows me, KNOWS I can be downright outrageous at all the inappropriate times. It's a gift, passed on to me from my lovely Mommy. She was quite the woman. Val and I are going on a spiritual retreat soon. I told her if I get through the door without being struck by lightening, we'll be good to go.

I had a chat with another awesome lady tonight. She's a great power of example and has lots of good advice and I love her to pieces. She has a sister who suffers from bipolar disorder and she has given me a lot of hope for my son. Her sister is currently hospitalized for her illness. She is in her fifties and has had this disorder most of her life, but has only been diagnosed in the last few years. What a shame that she had to suffer all these years, before finally getting the proper diagnosis and medication that she needs. I think it is actually a blessing that my son is getting the help he needs now, at such a young age. My friend suggested that I pray over J's meds and to let God take it, let God handle his recovery. Guess what I did the minute I got home? I prayed, and I prayed hard. And I gave it to God. The power of prayer is amazing. I have prayed for God to keep me from a drink every day and for the last 3 years He has not let me down. Not once. I think I need to look to Him for more than just the strength to keep me from taking that first drink. I am powerless over alcohol, I am powerless over my sons' disorder as well. Tomorrow is his first day back to school, God and I will be busy all day until he gets home safe and sound.

Thanks for letting me share.....

7 comments:

sober white women said...

You are not alone. I often giggle when I should not be giggling!
Back to the cleaning.
Kelli

Lou said...

With bi polar, sometimes it takes quite awhile for the right combo of meds. If it does not feel right to you (or him) don't keep up. It is one of those things that has to be tweaked for the individual. Best wishes!

Gabriella Moonlight said...

Prayer and meditation and laughter is there anything better, even if at "inappropriate times" usually it's just inappropriate for others...LOL! I hope that all is well for you today! Keep hope alive!

Syd said...

Sounds great and you sound happy. I don't think that there is better medicine than laughter. And even sometimes in meetings of Al-Anon there is laughter and not tears or pain.

dAAve said...

I hear ya.

Akannie said...

There is never a wrong time for a good belly laugh....

Keeping you in my prayers, my sistah!!

FrankandMary said...

I've seen some bipolars suffer so long to get the right med protocol & then unfortunately, when they feel better, many decide they are "better"(well, yes, BECAUSE of the meds) and stop taking meds. I understand the desire not to be on life-long meds, but... I am into meditation big time, sometimes with great success, sometimes not so much, but that is due to my own moods.....carrying over.
Laughing is a heck of a lot better than many other things you could be doing. ~Mary