This morning, when my friend called, we quickly got to what was troubling him. “I just get so preoccupied with work,” he began. “I really want to spend time with God, so I hit my knees as soon as I roll out of bed. But then, when I get to my quiet time, I read a few...

I used to hate ordinary days. Nothing exciting happening. No crisis. No problems. Just the routine of everyday life. How boring! Although my memories aren’t nearly as vivid as they once were, I still remember how intolerable boredom felt. Ordinary days seemed endless...

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...