“But he said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore, I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest of me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.” 2 Corinthians 12:9-10 NIV.
My alcoholism began when I was very young; I exhibited alcoholic behaviors well before I ever took my first sip of an alcoholic drink, which was a strawberry daiquiri at Kobe Steakhouse in St. Louis, MO. The warm, fuzzy feeling it gave me was a sensation I wanted to replicate over and over. I chased that feeling for 16 years … leaving in my wake damage and chaos that I can never return and course correct. I can, however, move forward today, understanding myself and God’s grace, making amends, and making myself available each day for God to use as He wills.
What alcoholic behaviors did I exhibit? Unreasonable/irrational fear – 100 forms of it. Placing blame on others/always being the victim. Having trouble communicating with people. Making frequent excuses. Shifting priorities. Behaving recklessly. Insecurity. Impulsivity. Impatience. Secretiveness. Defensiveness. Manipulation. Easily aggravated. Emotionally unstable. Prone to isolation. Always seeking approval. Codependency. Obsessiveness/Compulsiveness. Being the Center of attention. Mood swings from deep depression to extreme happiness. Anxiety. Believing I always knew what was best. Refusing to accept constructive criticism. Inability to cope with circumstances. Negative beliefs about myself and my life.
I viewed myself as a blob that no one really cared about, and alcohol changed these things for me … so I thought. When I drank, I could forget it all … not feel any of those things … pass out, and just sleep it all away. My behaviors were reckless, and I was on a suicide mission, though I was too chicken to actually take my own life, but if it came at the hand of another or falling off a motorcycle, which I fantasized about, so be it. I’ll never forget a particular moment when my ability to breathe had been cut off by another, and I gave up fighting and lay there unable to breathe. I remember thinking, “Jesus, take me.” I wanted out of life. Desperately. I hated myself.
My ‘weaknesses’ consumed me … all coming from a soul-sickness, self-centeredness best discussed on page 62 of the Big Book of Alcoholics Anonymous, which states, “Whatever our protestations, are not most of us concerned with ourselves, our resentments, or our self-pity? Selfishness – self-centeredness! That, we think, is the root of our troubles. Driven by a hundred forms of fear, self-delusion, self-seeking, and self-pity, we step on the toes of our fellows, and they retaliate. Sometimes, they hurt us, seemingly without provocation, but we invariably find that at some time in the past, we have made decisions based on self, which later placed us in a position to be hurt. So our troubles, we think, are basically of our own making. They arise out of ourselves, and the alcoholic is an extreme example of self-will run riot, though he usually doesn’t think so. Above everything, we alcoholics must be rid of this selfishness. We must, or it kills us! God makes that possible. And there often seems no way of entirely getting rid of self without His aid. Many of us had moral and philosophical convictions galore, but we could not live up to them even though we would have liked to. Neither could we reduce our self-centeredness much by wishing or trying on our own power. We had to have God’s help. This is the how and why of it. First of all, we had to quit playing God. It didn’t work. Next, we decided that hereafter in this drama of life, God was going to be our Director. He is the Principal; we are His agents. He is the Father, and we are His children. Most good ideas are simple, and this concept was the keystone of the new and triumphant arch through which we passed to freedom.”
I have come to understand that my alcoholism comes from a powerless, self-centered soul sickness that can only be healed in dependence upon the power of God. Often, I hear other alcoholics say they are grateful to be alcoholics, and I completely agree. Why? Because this soul-sickness that we so desperately tried to treat with alcohol and reckless behaviors once healed leads the alcoholic to a full dependence on God the Father to maintain recovery – and time and again, it is in recovered alcoholics who have been in the depths of depravity and found themselves rescued by God’s grace, that I see authenticity in a true relationship with God. The understanding that without God, we are lost, sinks into a recovered alcoholic in a way I’ve not encountered in churches or Bible studies through my 52 years. The desperation of an alcoholic opens their hearts and minds to a reliance on God that can only happen when the self is depleted and admission of powerlessness and weaknesses occurs.
I think the devil fights alcoholics and addicts harder than most because he knows that once an alcoholic is recovered by dependence upon the Power of God the Father, there is no stopping the recovered alcoholic from spreading the message of that which and WHO saved them! We have experienced God’s grace to its fullest and been brought out of literal, often self-inflicted, hell to proclaim …
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost, but now I’m found
Was blind, but now I see
‘Twas grace that taught my heart to fear
And grace my fears relieved
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed
Through many dangers, toils, and snares
We have already come
‘Twas grace that brought us safe thus far
And grace will lead us home
When we’ve been there ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun
We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
Than when we’ve first begun
Than when we’ve first begun
“But he said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore, I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest of me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.” 2 Corinthians 12:9-10 NIV.
Amen.
This Scripture popped up on my phone today – from YouVersion, and these were the thoughts that came from reading these beautiful words. I’m so grateful to God for this life I live now. I’m grateful for each day, and I’m grateful for His power made perfect in my weakness. I am thankful for His Grace.