It’s What We Do

 

 

Say what you will about any topic.

Say what you will about something that is important to you and your life.

Say what you will about something that you have lost or about what you have gained.

We all have topics like this – that’s a no-brainer.

I know just for myself that I have many good topics to talk about, just as I have those topics that are not so good.

Call it the yen and yang of life.

Call it what you will.

It’s not really the point.

When I see things today.

I mean really see things – well, it always comes down to the way I see it.

That’s the point.

It’s all the way we see things throughout our lives.

It still amazes me that in any event that I see around me, how everyone else can see it just a little bit differently.

Seeing my friends that I have made in this dash of a life so far heading down that road of confusion and there’s nothing that I can do.

Makes me think of the ones that must have tried for me.

See me run amok and not being able to help.

Never once thinking that I’m hurting them.

My motto was that, “I’m not hurting anyone, just leave me alone.”

That’s just what happened, I was alone.

By the time I showed my face around a program of recovery my using was the only thing around me and I still saw things a little bit different than everybody else around me.

Even the relationship I was in I felt alone.

Still holding on to the facts that I’m doing okay.

“They just don’t understand.” I would say to myself.

As time moved on and taking a few steps in the right direction.

Hearing, “That I was just another clown on the bus heading down that road of life.”

To hearing, “You’re not that unique.”

Seeing folks turn their lives around to seeing you folks show up and be part of life. Seeing people finally accepting and humbling themselves to a higher power.

To staying in the herd long enough to see what happens when people start heading in the wrong direction.

I like to think that it’s just one road with many ways of traveling on it.

With many on and off exits ramps along the way.

Seeing people coming onto this well-traveled road, to seeing people taking those exit to get off this traveled road.

“You can pick up right where you left off if you choose to.” I would hear.

You can’t scare us – we don’t scare easily.

You can’t give us a pill and say, “Take this three times a day and you’ll find God.”

Some of us for whatever reason or reasons take those exit ramps off this travel road.

Just as there’s many reasons coming onto this traveled road of recovery.

Maybe to avoid what’s coming down we take that exit.

Maybe that bend in the road is so unfamiliar that we look for an easier softer way and we take that exit.

There’s a lot of ways to stay sober and serene along this road.

Many folks has their own way of doing the next right thing.

Once again I’m reminded that it’s all how I perceive it at the time or the event.

When I am in my own way, the joy of this traveled road becomes difficult.

Not impassable – but I make it difficult.

When I’ve made up my mind making that absolute in a decision.

That’s when I’ve forgotten that I’m not in charge.

By the grace of God I’ve stuck around on this road when all else seems to fail.

When the lights are out and we could see our breath by the candlelight, we have to reach in and find that strength that is God.

As we look on and see people letting go of the hand that is reaching out to them for love and support we have to hold on.

To staying open and mindful of our surroundings, we can make it through it if we just try and have faith and trust.

We can fight back through the darkness and cold to see that God is and has always been there.

If and when we choose.

I know what it feels like to be happy today or to give in thinking, “What’s the point.”

I used to think that I was the only one ‘til I heard from a man that was on that well-traveled road who ended up taking one of those exit ramps.

He would often say to me, “It’s What We Do…”