I got down on my knees for the first time in thirty years.
The prayer I said was simple.
It went something like this:
"God, for eighteen years
I have been unable to handle this problem.
Please let me turn it over to you."
Immediately a great feeling of peace descended upon me,
intermingled with a feeling of being suffused
with a quiet strength.
I lay down on the bed and slept like a child.
An hour later I awoke to a new world.
Nothing had changed and yet everything had changed.

Thought to Ponder....

Trying to pray is praying.

Recovery Related Acronym

P U S H = Pray Until Something Happens.