Courage to Change, Page 123, May 2
Sometimes I become so busy staring at my problems that I miss the guidance I’m being given. When I become willing to let go of the need to do it by myself, I can listen to others and receive direction from my [Father]. I become better able to move beyond my problems and start solving them.
This became clear to me when I was caught in a sudden, blinding snowstorm. Visibility was so bad that I couldn’t see the sides of the road; I couldn’t tell where my driving lane began and ended. I struggled to find my way, but finally surrendered and began to pull off the road to sit out the storm. Then I realized that I could make it home if I allowed the trees that lined the road to help me to gauge my position.
When I accept that help often comes in unexpected forms, I can release my hold on the problem and become willing to receive help.
I must do many things for myself, but I am not wholly self-sufficient. I need the help, support, and guidance I receive from my [Father] and my Al-Anon friends. When I catch myself struggling with a problem today, I will let go of it long enough to reach out for help.
“Once we learn to let go of the problem, the loving concern and help of the other members will provide strong support to help us understand what the Al-Anon program can do for us.” ~This Is Al-Anon
This passage could not have been more applicable to my life of late. To wit, I have been struggling with a problem. Meanwhile, I have also been struggling with the fact that I’m not supposed to struggle! Figure that one out.
The turning point came when I came to an impasse. I am powerless over others; the only person I can control is myself. Unfortunately, I badly wanted change–change in a situation, change in a person–change I could not bring about myself. After struggling for a long time with this problem, I came to the conclusion that my choice was simple. I could accept that change is not going to happen, and I could live with the person and the situation as is. Alternatively, I could leave the situation and the person. Neither of these options were the least bit palatable to me; hence, impasse.
What is to be done when faced with such a choice? My response was to pretty much throw my hands up and cry, “uncle.” Father, I cannot change this, and I do not wish to live with it. Please change it for me, or give me peace while living with it.
He did. Both. Of course. Why do I ever doubt?
Father has begun to slowly and steadily change the situation, and the person. He has also been changing me. I praise you, Father.