The greatest strength
is in gentleness.
Leon Shenandoah Onondaga
we were to live, we had to be free from anger. The grouch and the brainstorm
were not for us. They may be the dubious luxury of normal men, but for us these
things are poison…
was our course: We realized that the people who wronged us were perhaps
spiritually sick. Though we did not like their symptoms and the way these
disturbed us, they, like ourselves, were sick too. We asked God to help us show
them the same tolerance, pity, and patience we would cheerfully grant a sick
friend. When a person offended we said to our selves, “This is a sick man. How
can I be helpful to him? God save me from being angry. Thy will be done.” We
avoid retaliation or argument. We wouldn’t treat sick people that way. If we
do, we destroy our chance of being helpful. We cannot be helpful to all people,
but at least God will show us how to take a kindly and tolerant view of each
and every one.
Book pgs. 67 & 68
The alcoholic is
like a tornado roaring his way through the lives of others. Hearts are broken.
Sweet relationships are dead. Affections have been uprooted.
give us the strength to be gentle.