todAAy i AAm grAAteful & thAAnkful
for faith - in my HP and that just about everything will happen the way it should
that no serious injuries can be attributed to this blog -- my safety record is flawless! (so far)
for Steve's post yesterday. It inspires me to write this ... As you may know, I am and always have been a car enthusiast. When I was young (probably about 6 or 7) my dad promised me that we'd build a go-kart racer. It would have a lawn mower engine on it and I could drive it on the street around the house. By the time I was 10 or 11, that promise had not been realised, but I was still waiting. And waiting. And waiting. Finally, I got my driver's license at 16 and it didn't seem so important. But for those 10 years, I asked my dad to "please, let's build that go-kart" and the answer was always "soon, son, we'll do it soon."
I never forgave him for that disappointment until I worked the steps of Alcoholics Anonymous at the age of 49.
We can never live in the past as if it were our true home…. And it is a good thing that God draws this veil over the past even without our asking. In so doing, He allows us to live today for tomorrow with just the few memories we need of what was.
-Karl Barth
NOTE: I don't practice any religion, but here's my best wishes to all of you for a Happy Easter.
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..."and I have come to realize that nothing which ever happens is 'for the first time'...that I am not unique, that I am not alone--EVER!"
--Juni, aka Steve E.
Thank you for sharing that, dAAve. We are all more alike than we shall ever know.
The go-kart story makes me mindful to not toss about promises today. If I say that I'm going to do something, then I commit to doing it. I'm glad you're a car enthusiast.
The go-kart story makes me mindful to not toss about promises today. If I say that I'm going to do something, then I commit to doing it. I'm glad you're a car enthusiast.
Thank God we have a way for those hurts to lose their sting.
That reminds me of my x-husband and what his father promised him. He never got it but watched as his younger brother did. It was really sad. I know it bothers him to this day. Too bad he, like his son (Ryan) don't 'get' the 12-step program and how it can help in so many different ways.
I can't control where my promises happen, but I can pray to God not to ever let me say anything or do anything outside of his will, that way he gets the control and the credit for all that I do, and I always know that everything I do is for His reason not mine.
Wishing you a GOOD Friday!
That which sticks with us, the hurts buried so deep we think they are long forgotten...it is great when we face them & forget them.
I can relate to the Dad making promises and they never being fulfilled. Nice to know we don't have to be resentful about all that any longer. Thanks for sharing it.
Love the Karl Barth quote.
Great post. I never got my go-kart either but that photo brings back all the memories of wanting one so bad when I was a kid. I found your blog tonight through a link on another sobriety blog. I'm grateful to have found you and look forward to reading more!
mine wasn't a go-kart. mine was a tree house. happy easter, dave.
Oooooweeeee, what a painful post, but glad you segwayed into the go-kart story dAAve. Thanks dear. Blessings and thank you for the Easter wish.
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