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Lighthearted Daily Reflections for People in Recovery

JUST SUPPOSE that you found out that this day would be your last day alive on this earth, that you would die before midnight. Some of us would panic, screaming “NO! NO! NO!” Others would complain, “Why me?” Still others would travel as far away as possible, hoping that geographical distance would alter Death’s mind, and another group might say, “Let me get ready, then, as there are some items I must take care of, and some arrangements to be made.” One nice thing about dying nowadays is you don’t have to pack material supplies, like deodorants, toothpaste, aspirin, bathing suit, hairbrush, underwear, or outerwear—not a bloody thing. All you have to do is sit, and perhaps gather the family and friends for a farewell chat. Of course, before we do that, we ought to ring up or otherwise contact the various people we have slighted or injured in our lives and see if we can’t make amends. Cleaning things up in this way does not mean seeking or expecting forgiveness, for sometimes injured parties will find that impossible to grant. But if you tell them you are about to die, you might elicit a “Bon voyage” at least. Your last day ought to be one of story, song, reminiscences, and loving embraces all round.


If life was fair, Elvis would be alive
and the impersonators would be dead.

—Johnny Carson

That’s the way it is. You can do everything right and all
with the best of intentions—and still wind up behind
the eight ball. And then suffer the irony of having some
guru from the program ask what step you are working
on. So much is out of our hands. Learning to accept life
as it breaks over us is the hardest of tasks. We are all
part of God’s plan. The choice is to accept it or wallow
in the self-imposed pain of victimhood.

Help me to see beyond the appearance of things and to
know that I am always part of God’s plan.