God Winks at You Every Day
As I grew up (that means in my 20s and 30s) I thought miracles happened only in Biblical times. Furthermore, I wasn't all too sure they truly happened even then. I've never been handed any stone tablets on any mountain. I never killed thousands of people -- or even one -- by following God's pre-battle instructions before I attacked some unfortunate city. No fish ever swallowed me, no burning bush ever spoke to me, and the Ohio River never parted so that I could walk to Indiana. No, none of the biggies. But what I had been missing were the little miracles around me every day. God was at work and I never noticed. Not until I freed myself from alcohol -- a miracle itself -- was I able to witness God at work through me and others. Israel Baal Shem wrote, "The world is full of wonders and miracles, but man takes his little hand and covers his eyes and sees nothing." Connie, an A.A. friend, described little miracles as "God Winks." I like that. Somet...