Faith with the Brakes Cut

11.6.25

I didn’t make time for my daily readings this morning, and as I read them tonight, two things stand out. Humility and faith.

Humility in sobriety? No problem. I know I can’t recover on my own. That was tried and proven to fail. I need my Higher Power and band of misfits. It’s the humility in everything else that I have to check myself on daily, sometimes more than once a day, sometimes hourly. I have to ask myself if I’m being appropriately humble, or if I’m letting ego steer again? I try to step back and look from a third-party point of view.

Faith over fear is easier said than done most of the time for a control freak like me. I’m working on that too. Decades of fear don’t vanish overnight. I do surprise myself in some of the situations I didn’t expect it would come so easily. Maybe it’s from spending time talking to my Higher Power and getting comfortable in that relationship over time. I always laugh when I hear “Just let go and let God.” Sure. It’s more like what one of my good friends likes to say “Jesus take the wheel? Who the fuck’s gonna keep the car on the road?”

As long as I’ve got my tribe to lean on, and to laugh with me through our trials and tribulations, I don’t mind waking up every day and trying again. That’s the best part of my life right now.