February 24

February 24 – AM          Page 154-155, A Vision For You, Chapter 11

One dismal afternoon he paced a hotel lobby wondering how his bill was to be paid. At one end of the room stood a glass covered directory of local churches.  Down the lobby a door opened into an attractive bar.  He could see the gay crowd inside.  In there he would find companionship and release.  Unless he took some drinks, he might not have the courage to scrape an acquaintance and would have a lonely week-end.
Of course he couldn’t drink, but why not sit hopefully at a table, a bottle of ginger ale before him?  After all, had he not been sober six months now?  Perhaps he could handle, say, three drinks—no more!  Fear gripped him.  He was on thin ice.  Again it was the old, insidious insanity—that first drink.  With a shiver, he turned away and walked down the lobby to the church directory.  Music and gay chatter still floated to him from the bar.
But what about his responsibilities—his family and the men who would die because they would not know how to get well, ah—yes, those other alcoholics?  There must be many such in this town.  He would phone a clergyman.  His sanity returned and he thanked God.  Selecting a church at random from the directory, he stepped into a booth and lifted the receiver.

February 24 – PM          Page 93, Working With Others, Chapter 7

When dealing with such a person, you had better use everyday language to describe spiritual principles.  There is no use arousing any prejudice he may have against certain theological terms and conceptions about which he may already be confused.  Don’t raise such issues, no matter what you own convictions are.