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Self-Respect Through Sacrifice
At the beginning we sacrificed alcohol. We had to, or it would have killed us. But we couldn’t get rid of alcohol unless we made other sacrifices. We had to toss self-justification, self-pity, and anger right out the window. We had to quit the crazy contest for personal prestige and big bank balances. We had to take personal responsibility for our sorry state and quit blaming others for it. Were these sacrifices? Yes, they were. To gain enough humility and self-respect to stay alive at all, we had to give up what had really been our dearest possessions – our ambition and our illegitimate pride.
I say that democracy can never prove itself beyond cavil, 
until it founds and luxuriantly grows its own forms of art, 
poems, schools, theology, displacing all that exists, 
or that has been produced anywhere in the past, 
under opposite influences. 
Walt Whitman


Such is the paradox of A.A. regeneration: strength arising
out of complete defeat and weakness, the loss of one’s old
life as a condition for finding a new one.
A.A. COMES OF AGE, p. 46
A thousand beatings by John Barleycorn did not encourage
me to admit defeat. I believed it was my moral obligation
to conquer my “enemy-friend.” At my first A.A. meeting I
was blessed with a feeling that it was all right to admit
defeat to a disease which had nothing to do with my “moral
fiber.” I knew instinctively that I was in the presence of a
great love when I entered the doors of A.A. With no effort
on my part, I became aware that to love myself was good
and right, as God had intended. My feelings set me free,
where my thoughts had held me in bondage. I am grateful. 

The Final Sermon by the Sea
Having had the privilege of starting Religious Science, I would wish, will, and desire above all things else that the simplicity and purity of our teaching could never be violated. There is a purpose of simplicity, a consciousness of unity, a straight-line thinking in our philosophy that has never appeared before in the world outside of the teachings of men like Jesus and Emerson.
There was nothing obscure in the teaching of Jesus. He just said that it is the Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom. Why don’t you take it? He said that there is nothing but God. Why don’t you believe it? He was the last of the great Jewish prophets, the greatest line of emotional prophets the world has ever known.
Ernest Holmes speaks

It takes a person of great heart to see…
the wisdom the elders have to offer,
and so serve them out of gratitude 
for the life they have passed on to us.

It was difficult trying to identify you guys having come from another planet. 

Be watchful – the grace of God appears suddenly. It comes without warning to an open heart.

ACIM Workbook Lesson 168 Insights
“Your grace is given me. I claim it now.”
Thinking I am an individual, separate from my brothers and from God, is a mistake. Thinking my brothers are their bodies or their personalities is a mistake. Believing in separation is a mistake. This mistake will continue until I accept and claim God’s grace. It is through God’s grace that I receive the means for laying down these illusions, these mistakes. So my focus now is on claiming the grace God has given me.
God has already given me the means by which I lay illusions down. But I have to be willing to claim God’s gift. That is my job now. Because I am so familiar with mistaken thinking, I need to return again and again to opening to God’s gift. As I claim God’s gift, I receive it. As I receive God’s gift, the Light I receive causes my false ideas to disappear. When the false ideas disappear, the effect of holding onto those false ideas also disappears. I am then able to see the Light behind the masks of individual personalities and individual bodies. I am able to focus on the truth instead of the lies of separation.
In this stage of my awakening, I seem to wobble back and forth between making illusions real and remembering the truth that all is one in God. This lesson is giving me the answer to every problem I think I have. This lesson teaches me to open to God’s gift of grace whereby the means are given me to lay illusions down once again. I need to open to God’s gift of grace again and again until all my belief in separation is undone.
This is a process. Instead of feeling guilty for my mistakes, I recognize them as mistakes and with God’s grace, I lay them down. This is my one function, being willing to claim God’s grace which provides the means for me to lay down all errors in thinking. I have the means to remember I am free. I just need to claim it..
This lesson is reinforcing the immediacy of salvation, of complete release from all fear and guilt. I need only acknowledge and accept it and it is mine because it has already been given me. In today’s lesson, God’s grace means to me that He would not let me wander off into insanity without giving me the means to return to sanity.
In our creation He gave us all of Himself, including all of His power. Thus when we chose in our insanity to misdirect that power, He could not interfere with that choice or He would be making of us a lesser order of power. We would no longer be equal in power as He created us. But by His grace, the moment we made the mistaken choice, we were given the means to undo the mistake. We still need to make the choice to let it be undone, but the means is already given.
My heart is filled with gratitude that I have a Father so loving that He was unwilling to make me lesser than He is and equally unwilling to leave me comfortless and without a means to return to Him. The Holy Spirit is His Answer to all my mistaken ideas.
My only need is to acknowledge my mistakes and accept the means for them to be undone. I cannot undo them alone. To attempt to do so is to reject the means He gave me. Rather, I need to accept His help and it will be done for me. As long as I continue to believe in false ideas and desire that they be true, I will not accept the means for them to be undone.
My part in healing is very simple: Acknowledge my mistakes and accept the means for them to be undone. This is the willingness that Holy Spirit needs. With this willingness, the rest is done for me. Today I will practice being mindful with the Holy Spirit’s help to recognize my mistaken ideas and then turn them over to Him to let His Light shine them away. This is my job today. And I give thanks that I have the means to be free.
“Your grace is given me. I claim it now. Father, I come to You. And You will come to me who ask. I am the Son You love.” This is so inspiring. I know what the poets mean when they say, “it makes my heart soar,” because that is exactly how I feel each time I say this prayer.
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As I called to Thee in the wilderness of my loneliness, Thou didst burst through the dawn to greet me with Thy joy. Thou didst emerge from the molten door of the sun to pour Thy power into the pores of my life. Thou didst tear away the night of my ignorance to reveal Thy silver rays of speaking silent.
Paramahansa Yogananda
Robert H. ‘Dr. Bob’ Smith continued
Our first prospect appeared, a neighboring parson sent him over. Because the newcomer faced eviction, Anne took in his whole family, wife and two children. The new one was a puzzler. When drinking, he’d go clean out of his mind. One afternoon Anne sat at her kitchen table, calmly regarding him as he fingered a carving knife. Under her steady gaze, his hand dropped. But he did not sober then. His wife despairingly betook herself to her own parents and he disappeared. But he did reappear fifteen years later for Dr. Bob’s last rites. There we saw him, soundly and happily sober in AA. Back in 1935 we weren’t so accustomed to miracles as we are today, we had given him up.
Then came a lull on the 12th Step front. In this time Anne and Henrietta infused much needed spirituality into Bob and me. Lois came to Akron on vacation from her grind at a New York department store, so raised our morale immensely. We began to attend Oxford Group meetings at the Akron home of T. Henry W. The devotion of this good man and his wife is a bright page in memory. Their names will be inscribed on Page One of AA’s book of first and best friends.
One day Dr. Bob said to me. “Don’t you think we’d better scare up some drunks to work on?” He phoned the nurse in charge of admissions at Akron City Hospital and told her how he and another drunk from New York had a cure for alcoholism. I saw the old boy blush and look disconcerted. The nurse had commented, “Well, Doctor, you’d better give that cure a good workout on yourself.”
Nevertheless the admitting nurse produced a customer. A dandy, she said he was. A prominent Akron lawyer, he had lost about everything. He’d been in City Hospital six times in four months. He’d arrived at that very moment; had just knocked down a nurse he’d thought a pink elephant. “Will that one do you?” she inquired. Said Dr. Bob, “Put him in a private room. We’ll be down when he’s better.”
Soon Dr. Bob and I saw a sight which tens of thousands of us have since beheld, the sight of the man on the bed who does not yet know he can get well. We explained to the man on the bed the nature of his malady and told him our own stories of drinking and recovery. But the sick one shook his head, “Guess you’ve been through the mill boys, but you never were half as bad off as I am. For me it’s too late. I don’t dare go out of here. I’m a man of faith, too; used to be deacon in my church. I’ve still faith in God but I guess he hasn’t got any in me. Alcohol has me, it’s no use. Come and see me again, though. I’d like to talk with you more.”
As we entered his room for our second visit a woman sitting at the foot of his bed was saying, “What has happened to you, husband? You seem so different. I feel so relieved.” The new man turned to us. “Here they are,” he cried. “They understand. After they left yesterday I couldn’t get what they told me out of my mind, I laid awake all night. Then hope came. If they could find release, so might I. I became willing to get honest with myself, to square my wrong doing, to help other alcoholics. The minute I did this I began to feel different. I knew I was going to be well.” Continued the man on the bed, “Now, good wife, please fetch me my clothes. We are going to get up and out of here.” Whereupon AA number three arose from his bed, never to drink again. The seed of AA had pushed another tendril up through the new soil. Though we knew it not, it had already flowered. Three of us were gathered together. Akron’s Group One was a reality.
Ron Richey
545 Queen St. #701
Honolulu, Hi 96813

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