June 17

June 17 – AM

Page 163-164, A Vision For You, Chapter 11

So our fellow worker will soon have friends galore.  Some of them may sink and perhaps never get up, but if our experience is a criterion, more than half of those approached will become fellows of Alcoholics Anonymous.  When a few men in this city have found themselves, and have discovered the joy of helping others to face life again, there will be no stopping until everyone in that town has had his opportunity to recover—if he can and will.
Still you may say:  “But I will not have the benefit of contact with you who write this book.”  We cannot be sure.  God will determine that, so you must remember that your real reliance is always upon Him.  He will show you how to create the fellowship you crave.*

*Alcoholics Anonymous will be glad to hear from you.  Address P.O. Box 459, Grand Central Station, New York, NY10163.

June 17 – PM

 Page 181, Doctor Bob’s Nightmare

Unlike most of our crowd, I did not get over my craving for liquor much during the first two and one-half years of abstinence.  It was almost always with me.  But at no time have I been anywhere near yielding.  I used to get terribly upset when I saw my friends drink and knew I could not, but I schooled myself to believe that though I once had the same privilege, I had abused it so frightfully that it was withdrawn.  So it doesn’t behoove me to squawk about it for, after all, nobody ever had to throw me down and pour liquor down my throat.