Wafting on a Pink Cloud
Early on in recovery, I enjoyed the proverbial pink cloud. Back then, everything I heard in a meeting, or read in AA literature made complete sense. Finally, life began to make sense; I began to make sense!
My sponsor warned me – oh so gently — that pink clouds dissipate; especially when the heat of life revs up. Because we both believed Christ guarded our sobriety, she taught me living without alcohol and avoiding many default emotional responses to troubles is a discipline as much as it is a delight. (Falling Down Holes Need Not Be a Given)
Falling off that pink cloud, however, especially when reality slams into it, has happened many times throughout my recovery. My hope, even if I feel like I am falling fast, is that God’s love for me is never sidetracked because of other people’s issues.
Look at Isaiah 40: 27-31:
27-31 Why would you ever complain, O Jacob,
or, whine, Israel, saying,
“God has lost track of me.
He doesn’t care what happens to me”?
Don’t you know anything? Haven’t you been listening?
God doesn’t come and go. God lasts.
He’s Creator of all you can see or imagine.
He doesn’t get tired out, doesn’t pause to catch his breath.
And he knows everything, inside and out.
He energizes those who get tired,
gives fresh strength to dropouts.
. . .
God’s love is not like a pink cloud that can’t support my recovery. It will not dissipate when trouble lands, or when memories weigh heavy. His arms are everlasting; they are big, strong and resilient to catch the likes of thee and me, dear reader.
God is active beneath the surface of things, even when he seems absent at the time. ~ Tim Keller
Love in Christ.
Sober and Grateful