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“It was a thrilling experience to start a relationship with a Higher Power that I felt cared for me.”
– A Slave to Marijuana, Life with Hope, third edition, page 102
I was raised in a religious environment. I lost my connection to the notion of a paternal, omnipresent, judgmental God-in-the-sky while I was in my teens. Coming into the rooms of Marijuana Anonymous I was confronted with the need and desire to develop a new relationship with a Higher Power that resonated with me.
At first, I was drawn to the God of my youth through habit but, as time passed, my connection with my God has deepened, shifted, and transformed into male, female, genderless, strict, flexible, micromanaging, hands-off. I have tried on the feeling of my God.
Now I have a friend, ally, and loving partner in my Higher Power. I converse with my HP, I laugh with my HP, I yell at my HP and I am humbled and grateful to be guided and cared for by my Higher Power. I am loved, and I am loving, and living through the will of my God.
Final Thought: Today, I allow myself to be cared for and to care through the will of my Higher Power.
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