I would like to know as well..thanks for posting this Miss Anna..:)!

As an alcoholic my natural state should be to be drunk. I should have the obsession to drink and no way to keep myself away from the first drink.

I am not drunk and I don't have the obsession to drink and haven't had for a while now - that to me is the miracle.

Shortly after I fully committed to the 12 step program and began taking the steps with thoroughness and honesty I went to bed one night and had the realisation that for the first time in my adult life I had gone a whole day without thinking of drinking once. It was the most unbelievable, amazing, miraculous thing for me and that is when I knew that the miracle was happening.

I think I feel a bit of a miracle already, or maybe a whole bunch of little ones.

I'm lovin the feeling I have right now.

Olive-every other time I attempted to get sober I'd get sooooo fed up with being pissed off & sad & miserable, that I'd give up and drink. I finally realize that each time, I was giving up "5 minutes before the miracle" because when I held on for just a bit longer, things started getting better.

I started noticing that things stated in the promises, were happening.

I started being happy & was not worried about everything under the sun, I was content & at peace & didn't even want to have a drink and that is my miracle. :)

This is a good question.... I don't really have a definite feeling about it but I think the miracle for me is finding complete sobriety before death.

I don't feel like there has been one particular moment it has happened for me. It's all of the A HA! moments I have which to me are all miracles.

You know, when the light bulb comes on... and you say, "Wow- I am forever changed for the better by what I have just learned."

When the obsession is removed. :)Lisa(:

Oh I believe in miracles HTL. I didn't know it, but the day I picked up the phone to make that life saving call was a miracle, the trip down, and the decision to enter rehab. None of this was at all possible before that day. I believe in miracles, but I must be the one to allow them to happen. I believe God used a miracle that day to rescue me. But I allowed him to do so.

There's been a lot of little miracles along the way. 'aha' moments I call them, and as has been mentioned, the miracle of obsession to drink being lifted. Probably more small awakenings, but I like the term miracle. It shows me God is at work in my life.

I had a big aha moment at a turning point. After I completed Chemo, and just before a past trauma came back to haunt me. That miracle was the one when I turned towards God and truly felt His presence in my life. That was just before my 10th year in sobriety. Miracles do happen, if we allow them.

For me, the miracle is when the obsession was removed - for good! It had gone for brief periods of time before but it went and has never come back!

Recovery is a miracle in itself, as an alcoholic who was hopeless and helpless I found a way to recover, to break the power of alcohol in my life - the 12 steps.

my miracle was going back to detox......i for one am not giving up ..... today is day 10 for me..........i want what yall have...

Ditto to what everyone has said. The obsession and desire being lifted is a biggie for me.

It dawned on me at a meeting this evening that I don't live in fear anymore. That is clearly a miracle!

Don't pick up the drink. Give the miracle a chance to happen.

The miracle moment for me was when I realized that I didn't have to have a sociopathic idiot running my life.

miracles or coincidence?..........i remember being an 11 year old surrounded by "biker" kids wanting to be my ass......by best friend grabbed a bottle, cracked it and said "come on".................i scratched the cross in the dust with my foot................a thunderstorm rolled in................

i held a child in my arms with 102 fever.......i prayed that his suffering would come to me................that night i broke out in a hellish fever......in the morning the boy was fine.......i had to take a smoke.


those are just a few............yes......i believe in coincidence......;)

nemo........that sociopathic idiot running your life?..................your bad for letting your guard down.

"programs" don't guide heart.......................rock bottom i when you have no where else to turn.

i live in purgatory...........i never hit rock bottom........and i only look in one direction for guidance . we where all born with heart. paths are chosen....i was blessed................the "geek" held in the arms of the "vermin" believe me or not.................i did some good.


heart is heart......memory is the curse.

Lew,

Near the end of my drinking, I decided that my problem was cheap, rotgut liquor, so I upgraded my consumer profile by splurging on a liter of 100 proof Wolfschmidt vodka. I chugged down about eight ounces of it and sat there feelng stark raving nothing at all. In a fury I looked at the back label to see if they had an 800 number so I could call the cheapskates up to complain that they'd diluted the product. They didn't have a number, of course, and my mood quickly shifted to despondent self-pity.

Should I jump out the window or call the suicide hotline? The choices and their likely consequences raced through my mind like lightning on a hot summer night-- oh wait, it was winter. Didn't anybody care any more, not even the distillers? Again I plunged into the raging debate between my ears over the only obvious choices I had left, to leap from the window or call the hotline.

Then it struck me. Suddenly, and as if miraculously, I was transported into a moment of startling clarity as I saw the situation in front of me in sharper focus.

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