As I talked with him, I could see that he was confused and scared. But he certainly seemed willing to take suggestions, so I was happy to share my experience, strength, and hope with him. As I began describing my early days of sobriety, I could see it in his...

Grace. I thought I knew what that word meant. After all, I had heard it mentioned in that old hymn since I was a child. However, I can’t say I had even a nodding acquaintance with its meaning for many years. You see, as an alcoholic, most of my waking hours were spent...

I have made many promises over my lifetime. Some were spoken out loud, given with conviction. Others were quiet—made in my head, in moments of clarity when I swore I would change. I promised my parents I would do better. I promised I would straighten out my life. I...