Hear my own complaints...

March 23 -- Reflection of the Day:  Gamblers Anonymous teaches us, through the experience, strength, and hope of its Fellowship, that the worst situation imaginable does not warrant a return to gambling. No matter how bad a particular situation or set of circumstances, the return to our old ways for even a minute will assuredly make it worse.

Am I grateful for the caring and sharing of the Program?

Today I Pray:  May I insist that no stone can be heavy enough to drag me back down into the pool of my addiction. No burden, no disappointment, no blow to pride or loss of human love is worth the price of returning to my old way of life. When I harbor thoughts that life is "too much" for me, that no one should be expected to "take so much and still remain sane" or that i am "the fall guy," let me listen for the tone of my complaints and remember that I have heard that whine before--before I concluded that I was powerless over gambling and gave my will over to the will of God. Such wailing sets me up for gambling again. May God keep my ears alert to the tone of my own complaining.

Today I Will Remember:  Hear my own complaints.

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