“Whatever you send out comes back to you…”

In recovery, I’ve learned something interesting about my telephone: it only rings when I dial numbers. When I stop dialing, it stops ringing.

Before I came to SA, I wondered why I had so few friends. But for the telemarketers and bill-collectors, I wouldn’t know my phone worked. Recovery forced me to use my phone. Daily. As time went on, the number of calls I made increased. Then, unexpectedly, the number of incoming calls increased. What a feeling to come home and see messages on my answering machine!

I have found that making calls truly is insurance against a slip. Even when I struggle with wanting to isolate and disconnect, my program friends still call. But if I go too long without calling others, the cycle is broken. I used to get angry at this whole dynamic. Why do people stop calling me when I need them most? In truth, I am the one who disconnects. And I have the choice today to stay in the center of the program or to disconnect and blame others for my own loneliness.

Today, I choose to be “part of.”

God, help me to take action and reach out to others today. Help me remember that this is a “we” program, not an “I” program. Just for today, help me be “part of” and not “apart from.”