Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted. —Matthew 5:4
Here it is, June 28, 2024, the morning after the Biden-Trump debate. The debate that right now seems like a debacle to some, like manna from Heaven to others.
One of my daily readings is all about those who are blessed by their mourning. By my own life experience, I know that to be true.
I have the incurable disease of alcoholism...I am 52+ years sober. The day before I took the first step toward recovery, I knew God did not know my name. I knew there was no hope for me and my life. I received the Gift Of Despair as I virtually crashed and burned.
The day I took the first step toward recovery I lost my thirst for alcohol...I have never had a desire for it since. Since that day, the God of my own understanding has lived within me, guided me, and when I messed up, corrected me. I have come to realize love for pets and humans...in that order.
It has taken every one of my sober years to realize that I've only just begun...and that is the good news.
Whenever less-than-wonderful comes visiting, my go-to reminder is, if alcoholism can be a good thing, and it is to me today, then so can this be. And so it becomes.
Last night's debate happened exactly as it needed to happen for the benefit of all...for the best to come out of hiding and march us forward.
Joe Biden may grow hair and roller-skate down Pennsylvania Avenue on January 20, 2025.
With God, all things are possible, some are just less probable than others. More likely and probable: Another person, just not a bald-faced lying convicted felon, will walk down The Avenue on January 20.
I look forward to praising God in gratitude for the good, decent and honest people America has to turn to in these times of trial.
Thank you.
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