I Want A New Deal Dept:

It wasn’t in the cards that man should control the world around him

without God, but we try to anyway we can! Wait a minute, what’s this about cards? Just another example on how we can’t control things. 

Step 1 is the opening of the door of our lives to the reality of our spiritual condition. When we admit to ourselves, that there is something rotten in our hearts, we begin the journey. When we live in Garbageville, we don’t smell the trash, when we see broken glass and concrete, we don’t know  about trees and fields. The sinful nature of man is foreign to the Spirit of  God. Where there is a glimmer of light in the darkness of addiction and dysfunction, then we feel the hope of God. For without hope, the people perish. Look to the hope of God, Jesus Christ, for He can make meaning out of this  life.

 
 


p 1:  We admitted that we had become

powerless over alcohol or the substance we had                 

abused (the alcoholic or the substance abuser)

and that our lives were unmanageable.

                        (Abusers)

 

Step 1:  We admit without blaming, we are

powerless over the dysfunctional (unhealthy)

behaviors and memories from childhood, and

our lives are unmanageable.     (Adult Child)

 

Step 1:  We admitted that we had become

powerless over alcohol or the substance we had

abused (the alcoholic or the substance abuser)

and that our lives were unmanageable.

                                                (Family)

The 2000 Retreat Dates Are In!

 

Couples’ Retreat:  March 17-19   At Maumee Bay, OH (1 hour from Detroit) $180.00

 per couple.  Call Ralph or Denise for more information at 313-534-6383.

Ladies Spring Retreat: April 28-30    Fall Retreat: September 22-23    At St. Mary’s Conference Center, Monroe, MI.  Call Sharon Terry for cost and more information at

248-887-6394.

Men’s Spring Retreat: May 12-14   Fall Retreat:  October 20-22.   Echo

Grove Conference Center (Salvation Army) Leonard, MI  Cost is $85.00 for the full  weekend.

$25.00 Saturday (one day). Call Dave Callies for more information at 810-795-2434.

 

Don’t miss the opportunity to be blessed. Sign up early!  The Lord will meet you there and has always

blessed and changed those in attendance.

 

 

 

 

Fall Retreat: October 20-22

 
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


            (Family

      

 
Reflections Of Faith In The Mirror Of Years

19 years ago, I was 11 years old. I was riding in the backseat of my girlfriend’s mom’s sedan. We turned at the corner where the trees meet like an umbrella. In only a few seconds, my home would come into view. Today, unlike other days, there would be people all over, in the driveway, on the front lawn, and assembled along the front porch. There was furniture and bags everywhere and the blue truck. Three days earlier, Heidi had her head on my lap as she gave birth to four healthy pups, two brown and two black. Yet today, the blue truck with it’s four locked cages on each side was leaving my house. As we pulled into the drive, my heart pounded and my small hands trembled. I didn’t know any of those people and  I never saw their faces. I searched the big house until I saw my mom desperately arguing with a man. At that instant, my sister, who had moved into her own house with her husband and their two little kids, grabbed hold of me and said, “You guys will have to live with me now.” I simply asked her, “What about Heidi?” She replied with that fatal blow. My heart stopped as she told me the answer. I watched every part of her face as she spoke those tragic words, “Heidi will get a good home!”

 

After we lost the house, as all of us moved into that tiny two-bedroom apartment on the other side of town, the money became very tight. I could hear them putting dollars together late at night to buy the milk, bread, and the essentials. As the weather became colder, it was difficult to pay the heat bill. I was powerless to do anything to make it better, or easier for anyone. I wasn’t even old enough to do any work to help pay the bills. I know I could help by trying to be as good as possible. Two weeks before Christmas, I lay on the floor next to mom and whispered to her that it was o.k. if I didn’t get anything for Christmas. I saw tears roll down her face in the moonlight. She never said a word as she kissed me goodnight. I was very proud of myself for being so strong and making suck a bold statement. On Christmas Eve morning, I began to worry. I thought about the kids at school asking me what I got. What would I do? Lie! That afternoon, my sister came in and announced that the church had sent a package. I remember her eyes aglow as she spoke with exasperated excitement. I was excited that the little kids would have gifts for Christmas.

 

The Next morning, we woke up and the little kids were so excited. I got up and sat on the couch as my sister read names on the packages. We got socks and gloves. Way back behind the other presents, was a blue and white stuffed clown. My sister looked at me and said, “This one has your name on it.” He had the cutest cross-stitch face and two big yarn pom-poms for buttons. That was the year I learned about faith.

 

19 years latter, I watched my own daughter hug that very same clown as I placed him under the tree. I thought about the day, two months ago, that I was told that all but one vertebrae in my mother’s back was broken and they were unsure of what the future held for her. I thought about how awful to spend life in bed. How long could she live like that? That night in my living room on my knees, I looked up at the Lord with tears rolling down my cheeks. I prayed that I didn’t want her to live in pain, or as a vegetable. She is my best friend and I would be devastated without her. But I asked God to do whatever was necessary. If the only way she would ever walk again was on clouds, then he should take her. But I told the Lord that she wouldn’t mind riding a black horse named Sugar every once in a while. That night, my heart became peaceful. I felt settled. Eight weeks latter, the news came that all her vertebrae’s healed and with no explanation. Tonight, as I watch my daughter played with that clown, I thought about that first lesson of faith. Did it prepare me for this one? 

 

Thank you Lord, for that clown so many years ago. I ask you to send a special blessing to the person who put their Love into it and all the volunteers who give of their time during this demanding season. Thank you, Lord, for allowing my mother to take another walk with me. Most of all, I thank you for these lessons as I appreciate your most precious gift

on that first Christmas so many years ago. Amen. 

 

Who’s on First Department:

 

 The A/C Board of Directors continues to grow as A/C grows in this new year.   We have three new members on the Board of Directors; Ola Allen, Dave Callies, and Julius Carson.  With these three, and the current twelve- member board we hope to better serve the recovering community locally as well as throughout the world.

 Your Board Members are:   

Bill Keaton                 Jeff Sheetz

Will Garrett                 Joe Jacobs

Joan                             Marie Jacobs

Clarence Eubanks      Sharon Terry

Ken Horan                  Jesse Washington

Jim Holden                  Dave Callies

Julius Carson              Ola Allen

Laurie

 

   The A/C Board of Elders:

 

Bill Keaton         Co Founder

Jeff Sheetz                 President

Will Garrett               Vice- President

Joe Jacobs                 Treasurer

Ken Horan                Office Coordinator

Jesse Washington      Inner City Office  

Jim Lyons

 

            

 

 

 
Signed, Kathy   

 

 Came To Believe Dept:

I have decided to accept I’m a sinner… If so, then where

is there hope? I was like a car without brakes, a reckless

parachutist without a parachute. Flattened by the gravity

of sin and denial.

 

A wise businessman once noted that his lack of skills

concerning advertising was hurting, not helping hisbusiness. He went out and hired a man who had given

a competitor a great ad campaign. This man helped

him to identify who  and where his customers were

and targeted a winning set of ad’s for him. If the

businessman kept trusting in himself, he would of

suffered bankruptcy.

 

We are like the reckless man Jesus spoke about in the

parable of the sand and rock. Jesus is the experienced

one who can show us the ins and outs of our hearts.

 

Let Him lead you on into His way and grow strong

with His love.               James Alan Holden

 

Came to believe that through Jesus Christ we could be restored to a right relationship with God, the Father, and subsequent sanity and stability in our lives

                                                        (Abuser)

Came to believe that through Jesus Christ, an intimate and true relationship with God the Father will be restored.

along with sanity and stability in our lives, and our identity

will be made whole.                             (Adult Child)

 

Step 2:  Came to believe that through Jesus Christ we could

be restored to right relationship  with God, the Father, and

subsequent sanity and stability in our lives.           (Family)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hope For The New

Millennium

 
(Received at the A/C office on Monday, December, 27th 1999)