The Joy of Service

Dear ESSAY

During my first month in our fellowship, someone tipped me off to attend the Sunday Easy Does It But Do It meeting— a literature study meeting with a very nice family atmosphere. That really turned out to be true. The group quickly felt like family.

By |2023-08-23T12:49:31-05:00February 2, 2023|Comments Off on Dear ESSAY

God Is In Charge of the Ups and Downs of My Life

Why am I still in SA? A simple answer to this question could be, “I am here because I have to be,” but that doesn’t tell the whole story. The pain of repeatedly hitting bottom lines was enough to get me in the door, but never enough to keep me inside.

By |2024-05-22T12:12:42-05:00February 1, 2023|Comments Off on God Is In Charge of the Ups and Downs of My Life

The Tool of Giving Meaning to Our Painful Past

In active addiction, my slogan was “Being alone in heaven is harder than being with a girl in hell.” In early childhood, I could not imagine a world without girls. I used to be ridiculed for playing with girls instead of boys. Who cared, as far as I was concerned; I enjoyed playing innocently with girls

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The Joy of Translating the ESSAY into Spanish

My job has nothing to do with graphic design, advertising, illustration of magazines, or anything like that ... years ago in my beginnings in SA I combined the design of the bulletin of my parish with sessions of consumption of chat and pornography ... only by a miracle of my Higher Power did I never by accident place a lust image in one of those newsletters... And, logically, the quality of my work was barely regular, the time invested twice as much as normal, I stayed up late and I used to be easily annoyed if someone criticized my work.

By |2023-09-06T12:36:40-05:00February 1, 2023|Comments Off on The Joy of Translating the ESSAY into Spanish

Giving Time to My Family Is Service Too

In my early days in SA I was single, had no job, no car, no money, and a lot of time. It was 2009, and because of the economic crisis I was unemployed. I attended three to four meetings a week, called my sponsor daily, wrote my Step work daily, and translated the whole White Book, Big Book, and Recovery Continues into my native language within a year.

By |2023-09-06T12:36:54-05:00January 31, 2023|Comments Off on Giving Time to My Family Is Service Too