For everything he sees he is thankful. He thinks of the Creator and thanks Him for the things he sees. Now he hears the birds singing and he thanks the Great Ruler for their music. So then he thinks a thankful heart will help him.
A feeble prayer forged a lasting connection with a higher power for this Mic-Mac Indian. I looked up and said these words, "Well, Buddy: I guess there's just you and me" believe it or not, it worked.
4th Edition Big Book pg. 495
We have two authorities which are far more effective, one is benign, the other malignant. There is God, our Father, who very simply says, "I am waiting for you to do my will." The other authority is named John Barleycorn and he says, "You had better do God's will or I will kill you."
Grandfather, thank you. Thank you for giving us life and freedom.