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“It was the beginning of learning how to ‘turn it over’ and to ‘let go and let God…’”
– Life with Hope, second edition, page 13
We’ve all been amazed by the skill of the gymnast who flips over from one bar to another or marveled at the trapeze artist swinging freely in midair. I’ve come to believe in a similar leap of faith. For many years I held on hopelessly to my addiction to marijuana. I endlessly swung between the false high and the desperate lows. Admitting that I was powerless over pot required a belief in something other than myself; something bigger. I couldn’t do it alone. I had to let go of the bar of addiction and trust that there would be another to hang on to.
In recovery, I’ve come up against many moments which require this trust: changing relationships, job loss, the death of loved ones. Rather than hanging on to that pain and trying to smoke it away, I’ve learned to let go and let God.
Final thought: Let the bar come to you and learn to participate with grace in flying free from addiction.
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