Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof. When I first tried to stop drinking, I tried to do it for the rest of my life which, I hoped, would be a long time. It was too large a chunk of time. It was suggested to me, by seasoned AA members, to just try to stay sober for one day and if when I woke up the following day I wanted to try it again, I could do it again, for one day. Eventually, the days became a week and the weeks became a month, the months became a year and now the years have become decades.
My wife tells a story about a pot of spaghetti sauce. She had made it in a large pot and during the evening she taste tested it a little at a time. When the evening was over, she had finished the whole pot. She knows if she had sat down with a spoon and tried to eat the whole pot, she never could have done it, but a little bit at a time, no problem.
Show me the stairway I have to climb. Lord, for my sake, teach me to take one day at a time.
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