God Is

The wonderful speaker the other night said, “I am living in an Age of Magic”. Wow! AA is magical in the same way I was left in awe the first time my great uncle did slight of hand tricks. I thought he had tapped into some sort of magical power. I thought the people I first met in AA had tapped into some sort of magical power as well. I wanted what they had. They were not drinking AND happy about it. Not seemingly happy. Genuinely happy. I had not been happy for a very long time. (I’ll couch that by saying it’s not that I never had moment of happiness, just happy would not be how I described myself). Just last night, my wife asked me if I had a happy childhood. The answer was swift. No. Happiness reentered my life when I had my first drink. Magic. Funny word for me.