Hope is something AA provided me from day one. Hope one of the greatest gifts a suffering alcoholic can be blessed with. For so long we live in fear, depsair, confusion, chaos, anger and self-hatred. To finally come to a place where we learn we're not bad people getting good, we're sick people who need to get well is a miracle. For me, hope arrived at my first meeting when I heard about the solution in AA.
I heard alcoholics (and I could tell they knew their business for sure!) discussing the gift of recovery in my first meeting I was blown away. I listened to their experiences before AA and what happened to them once they stuck around to practice the Steps. I could relate so well with what most of them had gone through that their stories of recovery filled me with hope that I too, might find relief if I stuck around and learned about the Steps.
I was so afraid to go to AA and find out I am an alcoholic (among other things). Now, I am grateful to be alcoholic, or well at least to have learned that there is a solution. And at least I finally learned what the heck my problem was (ME!). When I arrived at the threshold of Alcoholics Anonymous, I had NO clue what my problem was (other than bosses, parents, fiancees, God's unfair trials, and a world that doesn't "get me").
Today I am still filled with hope. No matter what the situation, outcome, trial, opportunity, challenge, etc. I know that HP has good things in store for me. I need to do my best to align my will with that of my HP, and good things come to pass. And so today, I reflect on hope as I prepare to go to Mass. My heart is filled with an expectant relief that no matter what, everything will be ok.